lovenlosses

Wish I had a boyfriend 
Like all my other friends
Guess I’m too darn picky
I’ve got rules,  I just can’t bend. 

Like does he have a job, a car?
Can he get from here to there?
Will he call an Uber
Can he even pay the fare?

Did he go to college?
Does he live at home with mom?
Doesn’t matter how good looking
Where exactly is he from?

Can he make a living?
Can he make it on his own?
Is he the kind of guy that I
Might have to give a loan?

I’m so independent
Don’t want to carry him
I have plans to travel
Maybe I’ll just go with friends.

Be careful what you wish for
Might be better off alone 
Don’t want a deadbeat boyfriend 
Who is always getting stoned.

My girlfriends have their reasons
They put up with quite a lot
The beer, the wings, the football games
But, I would rather not.

I have tickets to the opera
I enjoy the symphony
Settling for a loser
Would never work for me.

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I can’t stop repeating 
The playbook in my head
I can’t shake this feeling
Or forget what you had said.

A loop in constant motion 
Has a life….all of it’s own
Feeding on the heartache 
My pain has found a home. 

Running, keeping busy
Anything to just forget 
The memories that plague me
Stuck deep inside my head. 

Fixated, still obsessing
Trapped inside this hollow shell
Spinning round, around and around
Till I’m not feeling well. 

Nothing but the memories
A distortion of the truth 
Appearances and nuances
Of another …. younger you! 

An empty, cold obsession 
Doesn’t take me anywhere
Holds me back from happiness
Leaves me lost and feeling scared.

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Counting every dollar
Planning every move
Checking out the dance floor 
Checking out their shoes. 

Stacking up the assets 
Each one’s portfolio
Checking out my options
Before I  say, HELLO! 

A Gucci watch speaks volumes 
And that expensive leather purse
Got to have that feeling
An idea of what she’s worth. 

A CEO on Wall Street
The hottest girl I’ve found
Spends summers in the Hamptons
Likes getting out of town.

Won’t be foolish, won’t  be tempted 
I know love & lust don’t last
When I’m looking for a partner
I make sure she’s got some cash.

She’ll be sipping a martini
Never chugging down a beer
Her jewelry….. sophisticated
Wears a diamond in each ear.

There’s a method to my madness
It’s full proof, a guarantee
If she’s got a lot of money
She could be the girl for me.

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Had my chance
Not once or twice
Too many times
It wasn’t right. 

Pushed too hard
Wasn’t kind
Got what was due
Got burned this time.

Regret, so harsh
What I deserved
After how  
I treated her. 

Second chances
Wasted, tossed
Undeserved
All’s been lost.

Begging, pleading
Out of time
Nevermore
I crossed the line.

Branded, never
Ever again
Over and done
That’s how it now ends.

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It was all over
You said, let’s be friends
I knew what you meant
We’d hook up now and then.

Not going to happen
No, I closed that door
You’ll never get through
That’s what locks are good for.

Not long in the making
But, decades of time
Facing the truth
You’d never be mine.

Battled my demons
Fell pretty hard
Crushed and abandoned 
Damaged and scarred. 

A brazen reminder
Of what I went through 
I had to let go
To get over you. 

Regrets and mistakes
A look at the past
Facing the truth
The dye had been cast.

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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 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 10/31/2023

Trinkets lying in a drawer
Content to take up space
Old photographs and memories
Of your sweet, pretty face.

Two years have passed
Or maybe more
Another look, a second glance
A look inside that drawer.

Added clutter, souvenirs
It all accumulates
One thing, then another
That’s all it really takes.

Another trip down memory lane
I bid a sad farewell
No looking back, no second thoughts
No chance to ring that bell.

Keychains and small treasures
I dare to reminisce
Remembering you fondly
And that very first, sweet kiss.

Nothing good about it
Nothing more to come of this
Just a cluttered drawer abound
With notes and grocery lists.

Coins and staples, old thumb tacks
So many paper clips
Broken watches, business cards
A lot of small tidbits.

Scissors, tape, and coasters

Some treasured greeting cards
A holding place for memories
Where dreams and hope die hard.

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A rainy, cold, gray Saturday
Not going to get dressed
Staying in my sweats all day
Remaining in my bed.

Going to eat sugar 
Hot chocolate filled with FLUFF
Stuff my face with lots of carbs
My work week had been rough! 

Too many hard fast deadlines
So many expectations
No “Thank You’s or Apologies”
Too many confrontations. 

Seems I can’t do any  better
Seems I can never do enough
Could use a little gratitude 
Or a ,  “Thank you very much!”

Thinking about just quitting
Is it worth it at my age?
What’s the point in working?
Should enjoy my final days.

I like to read and travel 
After work I’m too damn tired
Can’t enjoy my weekends 
Maybe I should just retire. 

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Image: Google Images. Forbes.

A crimson red blanket
Orange, yellow and brown
The leaves indiscreetly 
Now fall  to the ground.

The air is so crisp
We welcome daylight
The smell of the pine trees
The morning sunlight.

Jackets are worn
Boots, jeans and hats
A lone figure appears 
It’s a small, stray, black cat.

The change of the seasons
Fall is my favorite
I take a deep breath
In an effort to savor it.

The majestic view
The mountains and streams
The sun on the meadow
The perfect fall scene.

Acorns and chestnuts
Pumpkins and gourds
Hot apple pie
Campfires and s’mores. 

A cup of hot cider
A donut or two
So glad that I’m spending
This day, here with you. 

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We met about a month ago
On a dating site 
A photograph, a profile
Then agreed to meet one night.

Dinner by the river
A cozy table set for two
Now up close and personal 
I sat alone with you. 

Caviar and escargot 
The waiter…. so nonchalant 
Suggested a shrimp cocktail
For an entree …Chateaubriand. 

Champagne by the river
Beneath the moon and stars
I wanted to impress you
I was trying really hard.

Dessert a flavored coffee 
We shared a crème brûlée 
We talked and talked for hours
We had a lot to say.

I was feeling really comfortable 
Felt so good to be with you
We made plans to reconnect
Talked about some things to do. 

The next day at a ball game
We had hotdogs and drank beer
We were meant to be together
From the onset this was clear.

No more dating sites to ponder
No more profiles to go through
So happy that we met at last
So  happy I  found you.

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