Author: Patty Richardson

He’ll claw … he’ll bite … he’ll scratch
He won’t take this lying down
Won’t give up his evil plan
Won’t give up his golden crown.

His militia’s standing by
They’re prepared to hit the streets
They’ll be unrest and chaos 
As he sits alone and tweets.

They’ll show up …. prepared for battle
Spouting violence …. rage ….unrest
They’ll be no peaceful stand down
They will do just what he says.

He has threatened and foretold
He’s not planning to concede
He has nowhere left to go
There is no chance ….. he will leave.

A prison cell awaits
After all is said and done
If he loses to Joe Biden
If at last the race is won.

Hopefully …. once he’s imprisoned
We can try to just move on
Forget the past four years
Rejoice…. once he is gone.

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No carbs, no fats
No juice with that
No  chips, no dips
No creams or snacks.

What’s all this?
No fun for me
No cakes, no pie
No sweet candy?

Tired of waiting
So few results
Been at this now
For months and months.

Five pounds up
Five pounds down
Enough to cause
A full breakdown.

What to do?
What to say?
The weight I carry
Won’t fade away.

It’s stuck on me
Like glue, like paste
What’s left to do
What will it take?

Moderation?
Substitutes?
Guess …. I’ll keep trying
That’s what I’ll do.

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Happy, Happy Halloween
To scary ghouls, who make us scream!
With terrifying sights and sounds.
Such horror lurks, below the ground.

Arise, prepare to shock and scare
The unsuspecting, if they dare
To walk alone from door to door
To beg for candy, treats and more.

The witches wait, beneath the moon
For kiddies who will pass by soon
The cauldron bubbles, the night is young
All Hallow’s Eve has now begun.

Looking for the perfect treat
A small one passes on the street
The smell of candy’s in the air
A traveler yes…. without a care.

Snatch him up, don’t let him go!
The moon shines bright, on those below
The ambers burn, so hot the cauldron
So sweet the flavor…. of little children!

A thankless boy, you best be not
For fear, you’ll end up in the pot!
A little boy makes, such fine cuisine
For goblins, freaks and other fiends!

Best to learn, to stay in groups
Don’t wonder off, your neighbor’s stoop
Say “thank you”, when a treat is given
By the dead, or those still living.

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lovenlosses : reblog 10/17

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Left alone …. stranded here
Knowing you no longer care
Hard to face the bitter truth
That I lost… yes, I lost you.

Been betrayed …. hurt and maimed
It was you …. who was to blame.
Never thought …. to be afraid
Of that sharp, steel …. cold, thin blade.

Yielded … held up to my throat
Not so funny …. not so dope
How’d I get there …. get there from here
None of this was ever clear.

I believed …. I trusted you
Never dreamed what you would do
Under pressure …. without air
Feeling lost …. feeling scared.

No not you …. it couldn’t be
The one who’d go …. walk out on me
Been  misled …. walked into this
It all started …. with a kiss.

All along…. all the while
Convinced …. bewitched by your sweet smile
Beckoned, charmed, tricked and cajoled
I gave up …. my heart and soul.

Still can’t believe …it could be you
Who’d walk out …. who’d say we’re through
Never thought you’d be the one
Who’d say it’s over …. who’d point the gun.  

One through the chest 
One through the heart
I should have known
Right from the start.

Blindsided … fooled …. coerced by love
I thought we had …. had just enough.
Pick your poison …. drug of choice
Enamored with your words …. your voice

All at once …. the lack of reason 
So satisfying …. so damn right pleasing.
Unsuspecting …. without warning
So attractive …. so disarming

You were here
Then you were gone
It didn’t last
For very long.

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He’s moved on
No need for closure
No reason left …. to give
It’s over.

A host of questions
Old emotions
Loss ….disinterest
Failed devotion.

The strain endures
Keeps coming through
Knows no limit
When he’s with you.

So cold and frigid
Blind and weak
So much you want
To say …. to speak

But not enough
Was just too much
It can’t be real
It can’t be love.

A Wolf
A snake
An evil demon
How could I not
Just once …. have seen them?

The innocence
The pain
The shame
The constant need
To hurt ….. to blame.

So insecure
Consumed with doubt
No wonder …. that he left
Walked out.

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It’s done ….. he’s walked away
He’s not going to reconsider
They seldom ever do
You know now, that he is with her.

Don’t waste his time or yours
Can’t you see that he’s moved on?
There’s no point in sitting there
Sadly waiting by the phone.

Stop punishing yourself
It doesn’t really matter
What the reasons are
When your heart is crushed and shattered.

Don’t stay awake at night
Tell yourself that you need closure
He’s not interested in you
He’s not planning to come over.

You have questions left unanswered?
No one cares about the reasons 
The outcome is the same
They won’t stop the wound from bleeding.

You think that he’s ….”the one”
But that simply isn’t true 
There’s something more , someone new
Waiting there for you.

If it was meant to be
He’d be there right now with you
Don’t wait around and wonder 
What he’s thinking …what he’ll do.

Looking for a way
Hoping he might change his mind 
Is nothing less than tragic
A complete …. waste of your time.

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Cell phone charged
No calls …. no text
No late night talks
No late night sex.

Could not cajole
Or pressure you
You said,  “We’re  done”
You said,  “We’re through”.

No warning signs
No caution lights
No arguments
Disputes or fights.

A calm repose
A simple fact
“I’m leaving you
I won’t be back”.

Like a switch
Turned off and on
You walked out
You were gone.

Caught off guard
I didn’t see
Guess you were not
That into me.

Passed right over
Left behind
You had simply
Changed your mind.

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Desperate
In panic mode
What will he do?
If told to go.

Digging in
He has no shame
He will accuse
He will cast blame.

No gracious speech
Peaceful transference
No remarks
Of reassurance.

Will need to be
Removed by force
Will bar the windows
And the doors.

Won’t concede
Won’t walk away
Will call upon
The fringe …. the fray.

The White Supremacists
The KKK
All the nut jobs
Out that day.

Threats and lies
Tweets galore
Be prepared
There’s so much more.

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A sacred few
Will join the fray
Emerge from darkness
Find their way.

Stand alone 
Stand erect
Most of them 
Were left for dead.

With dust filled lungs
They gasp for breath
Choking ….  coughing
Drenched with sweat.

They dare to speak
They dare to dream
They must be heard 
They must be seen.

The mighty voice
Is heard at last
It can’t be hidden
It can’t  be masked.

Rejoice …. for change
Emerges victor
Stand with me now
Brothers and sisters.

The racial slurs
The hate … the violence
Can at last
Be crushed …. be silenced.

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