lovenlosses

Saw you from across the room
So sure that you were stoned

Watched you walking back and forth
Busy talking on your phone.

You had a certain freaky flair
Wearing clogs with bright, pink socks
That orange and purple scarf you wore
With a shirt that says, “I ROCK”.

Your hair was long, all one length
Pulled back into a bun
You never cared what people said
Your goal was to have fun.

Never knew just what you did
Did you even have a job?
You drove a blue convertible
Everyone said, “He’s a snob!”

Spent weekends at the gallery
Drinking wine just before noon
Conversing with the patrons
Making rounds about the room.

You talked to all the artists
Always acting so impressed
Needing to immerse yourself
In whatever trend came next.

Circles upon canvas
A collage of silhouettes
A portrait made with teabags
Of a cat lying in bed.

Are you getting a percentage?
Do you own the gallery?
You must have an agenda
Nothing in life is free.

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Image: Google Images. Laguana Art Gallery. Viejo Mission, CA.

Met her at a party
All I could do was stare
She was playing the piano
Loved her tats and curly hair.

Was talking to a friend of hers
It was clear I had a crush
He said he’d introduce us
Hoped… she wasn’t in a rush.

She hung around, we got to talk
She loves to sing the blues
Her music smooth and soulful
Her lyrics sad, but true.

I followed her, went to her gigs
She played three times a week
We got to know each other
So glad we got to meet.

Loved everything about her
Her style was so unique
So talented, yet humble
Hoped she’d fall in love with me.

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Image: Google Images. Adobe Stock.

I’m not a stable table
Or a comfy cushioned chair
I’m really kind of rigid
But, assure you that I care.

I’m simply your reflection
In the mirror… up the stairs
I’m here to captivate you
When you brush or comb your hair.

I move about on hinges
You can close or open me
I keep your medications
There right here, right next to me.

I can help to shape your eyebrows
Find a pimple, one to squeeze
I can help you with your make-up
You can always count on me.

You can wipe me with some Windex
Use a clean, white, cotton cloth
Sometimes you leave your fingerprints
So hard to wipe them off.

If you’re looking for your toothpaste
It’s here…. up on the shelf
Try some mouthwash…. in the bottle
You can use it, help yourself.

Deodorant, a ritual
In a “roll on” or a ” spray”
Don’t think so much about it
Just apply it everyday.

Now hurry up, get going
Don’t want you to be late
No second thoughts, no self doubts
Don’t worry, you look great!

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Image: Google Images. Artstation.

“Let’s go to Cafe Cheri
The new french restaurant”
“Do you think, you’ll find something
Something you might want?”

They’ve got snails and offer turtle legs
Fig salad with pig tails
Doubt you’ll want to order there
You don’t like dark, fresh, green kale.”

Octopus on friday nights
One of their specialties
You can order eel with jasmine rice
And, share them both with me.

You might like to try their soup dugout
Often made with an oyster broth
Served with a dab of caviar
Their fish eggs are quite soft.

The menu, interesting, diverse
Requires a discerning palate
Since you don’t eat fish or vegetables
You may not want their salad.

I’m betting…. you have changed your mind
Don’t think this is for you
How about we go to BOB’S next door
And, have some barbecue?

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Image: Google Images.Cafe Mogadar.

Butterfly kisses
Smooches and hugs
Walks in the park
That’s how it was.

Holding your hand
Till it got dark
On the way home
When we left the park.

I’d say, “I love you.”
You’d say it, too!
Knew we’d get married
In a year, maybe two.

Two years of school
College and more
We’d kiss good night
While we stood at the door.

Picked out a house
In our hometown
Planned to have children
Our family around.

We had two kids
A cat and a dog
A picket fence
A house made of logs.

Lived near the lake
Where the kids loved to swim
Just like we did
We were once, just like them.

Time flew by fast
The children grew up
They left the nest
Now alone, both of us.

I wouldn’t change
Not one day of my life
So glad we’re together
So glad you’re my wife.

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Image: Google Images. Facebook.

Saw you walking into town
You stopped to buy a cup of coffee
Didn’t know that I was watching you
For a moment, you stood beside me.

I stepped back, to let you pass
Took your coffee to the river
You were sitting on an old, park bench
I saw you there…. sitting with her.

She was slender, maybe five feet tall
Her hair blonde and shoulder length
By the way that you reached out to her
It was clear…you were more than friends.

I envied the woman that caught your eye
Perhaps she’d won your heart
I hung around a little while
But, it was starting to get dark.

I wondered what it might be like
To spend the day with you
I’d seen you many times before
In the park, a time or two.

You appeared to be the kind of man
Someone I could admire
Well dressed, well versed, cordial, polite
I’ll admit, I was inspired.

You’re far too old, and I’m too young
To date someone your age
But fantasies, dreams, wishes and goals
Can begin in unusual ways.

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Image: Google Images. Wingsical Whims Design.

Grounded, balanced
Even tempered
Always cheerful
Warm and tender.

Welcoming
With open arms
Always calming
Every storm.

Helping me
To see the light
Always truthful
Always right.

Through the worst
Of troubled times
Always patient
Always kind.

Life is hard
Hard without you
I don’t know
Know what to do.

I call your name
Though you’re not here
Still comforts me
It calms my fears.

I hope that I
Can find my way
I hope you hear me
When I pray.

Your spirit lives
Within my soul
Will never, ever
Let you go.

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Image: Google Images. Facebook.

A new step
A new vibe
Giving thanks
That I’m alive.

Second chances
Second shot
Two for one
That’s what I got.

Feeling lucky
Feeling brave
Thankfully
Yes, I was saved.

Pulled the trigger
A misfire
Hung the rope
No, not the wire.

Frayed, unraveled
It let go
Down I went
One floor below.

Knife was dull
Wouldn’t cut
Blade was not
Quite sharp enough.

Held my breath
Down at the lake
Got pulled out
For heaven’s sake.

Bottle empty
Pills are gone
My calculations
Were all wrong.

Not my time
Guess, I’ll stay
Not meant to be
No, not today.

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Image: Google Images. Facebook.

Thanks given to St. Anthony
For finding things I’ve lost
My patron saint, my hero
The keeper of my cross.

I lost it on vacation
I prayed I’d get it back
St. Anthony works miracles
Was found …. up near the tracks.

Off walking with my cousin
We were playing, fooling round
The clasp broke without notice
It fell…fell to the ground.

I posted signs all over
“Please help me find my cross!”
I offered a reward, of course
But, it was gone…was lost!

A phone call from the motel
Had surly made my day
My cross was there, it had been found
I gave thanks to God and prayed.

A little boy was walking
Near the tracks, where we had been
He saw it there, he picked it up
While walking with his friend.

St. Anthony had intervened
He brought me from despair
Once again I realized
The power of my prayers.

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Image: Google images. Hubpages.