Author: Patty Richardson

I struggle feeling drained, subdued
No strength or mere vitality
Feeling weak, I can’t move 
I wonder what’s become of me. 

A cup of coffee hot and strong
Helps to stimulate my heart
Wake up the neurons fast asleep
So they can play their part.

Slowly I can feel a surge
I’m starting to wake up
One cup, not two will suffice
It seems to be enough.

Each day a little harder
A struggle to bounce back
Late night calls and parties
Make it hard to stay on track.

Not getting any younger
Not feeling at my best
More and more I realize
I could use a rest.

Perhaps a short vacation
A cabin in the woods
The quiet of the forest
Maybe I’ll go, I should. 

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A day at a time
A walk in the park
A flirtatious glance
A gesture, remark.

The touch of your hand
As you take hold of mine
Lost and enchanted
A moment in time.

A seasoned romantic
With all the right moves
Such charm and such grace
With nothing to lose.

So easy, compliant
Too eager to please
Succumbed to the rapture
I fell to my knees.

A block to your flat
A large spacious room
A bed and a table
A guitar out of tune.

Some paintings unfinished
Hung up on the wall
A bottle of wine
We drank it all.

The sparks and the fire
Ignited, inflamed
Not one to object
I never complained.

Down to the core
Deep down to the bone
A surge of elation
Like I’ve never known.

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So tired of your mood
Always snippy and rude
Nothing is good enough
Nothing I do.

Picking apart
Everything that I say
Angry , annoyed
Out to ruin the day.

I do what I can
But, you’ll never change
Where can I go
To avoid all this pain? 

Head for the hills
Salvage the day
Remove myself
Just get away.

I don’t deserve this
I do my best
Maybe you need
Some medication, some rest.

Always on edge 
I know the signs 
The tension is building
It  happens each time. 

I see it coming 
Can’t make it stop
Your hateful remarks
Spilling over the top. 

When it’s all over
You feel really bad
But things have been said
You can’t take them back.

Can’t  take this abuse 
I’ve had enough 
It’s out of control 
It’s become….. way too much. 

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We danced all night
Got hot and heavy 
I felt the heat
Was feeling sweaty. 

The music stopped
Was half past three
She took my hand
“Come home with me!”

We drank some wine
We burned some candles
Took off our clothes
Kicked off our sandals.

No second thoughts
I jumped right in
Went in… head first
Knew I could swim.

Was comfortable 
Aligned, in sync
I didn’t need 
To pause, or think. 

The hours passed
Now intertwined
She looked at me
Her eyes met mine.

Was overwhelmed 
As in slow motion
Her body moved
So much emotion. 

I held her close
So close to me
Kissed her good night
Then fell asleep. 

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That first kiss was all it took
You were so hot, it was so good
Lost my mind, gave in to you
Nothing left for me to do.

Shut away, locked the door
Laid in bed…. wanting, more
Used me up, then let me go
No second chance, you just said, “NO!”

Brokenhearted , devastated
I thought if I kept calm and waited
You’d want me back, you’d call me up
But it was clear, you had enough.

A major player, so much charm
You didn’t need to twist my arm
I fell so hard, I lost my head
Spent the day and night in bed.

An open book, an easy mark
All it took was just one spark
Convinced that you could walk on water
That’s how it was, until we parted.

Shown the door, returned your key
I knew that you were done with me
You led me on, you set the trap
I was duped, yes….I was hacked.

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A winter walk
Coats and gloves
Boots and scarves
Grey sky above.

Cloudy and dark
Expected to rain
Perhaps it might
Just snow again.

Corduroy pants
A flannel shirt
A sweater, a vest
And my leather purse. 

A cup  of hot chocolate
With added cream
The ice on the trees
The glimmer, the sheen.

A walk thru the park
A cold winter’s day
I sat on a bench
Watched the squirrels run and play.

Out and about 
A walk on my own
Nice to get out 
Soon… heading back home.

I should have known
I shouldn’t be here
It was my choice
Or so it appears.

The look on her face
So intense, so extreme
I started to panic
This wasn’t a dream.

The constant barrage
The judgement , the blame
I made a mistake 
So sorry I came. 

I wanted to run
I wanted to hide
My heart was pounding
I started to cry.

She never let up 
I had no  defense
Nothing about this 
Made any  sense.

No way to reason
With distortion and lies
In over my head
With no alibi. 

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Thinking  about you
Wondering why
You’re content with so little
Enough to get by.

Money for rent
Money for weed
You do what you can
To get what you need.

You smoke and you drink
While you play your guitar
Not looking for gigs
Satisfied where you are. 

Should go to LA
Connect with the scene
Make some new friends
Follow your dreams. 

You need motivation
You could make it, you could
You’ve got talent and looks
You’re way better than good. 

I sit and admire 
The way that you play
But,  you need to be driven
To make it today.

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Memories of childhood
Sleigh riding down the hill
Coming home with rosy cheeks
Snow on the window sill.

Boots and coats , mittens too
A scarf to keep us warm
We’d  sit beside the window
Awaiting a snowstorm. 

The leaves glistening in the moonlight
Inside a cozy fire
My mother in the kitchen
After sledding we were tired.

A pot of soup on the stove
The smell of homemade bread
We’d  gather round the table
Have some soup, then off to bed. 

Awaiting Santa’s visit
All the presents and the toys
Filled our house with laughter
So much happiness and joy.

My father home from work late
Would come  up to say, “Good Night”
Tells us that he loved us
Then he’d turn off all the lights.

Good to look back, remembering 
The way it used to be
To reminisce …. to smile again
To cherish memories. 

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A siren in the distance
Overhead a bright blue sky
An impatient driver blows his horn
A child begins to cry.

Her mother tries to comfort her
A dog begins to bark
I pass a couple holding hands
I’m heading to the park.

The leaves are falling to the ground
I sit on a bench alone
Watching people passing by
Feel chilled right to the bone.

Should have worn my jacket
My sweatshirt’s not enough
Good thing I wore my winter cap
And a pair of leather gloves.

Could get a cup of coffee
There’s a cafe across the street
I think I’ll walk on over
That’s exactly what I need.

Morning in the city
The day has just begun
I ordered a cappuccino 
And a fresh baked sticky bun.

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