Santa My childhood visits to Santa, Always took place at the Smith Bridgman’s Department Store. None of the visits were remarkable enough, To burn a true memory into my mind. Except the last year I visited, The year I was seven. My classmates had argued about the truth of Santa And so, I heard for… Read More Santa Santa

FUCKFUCK!Yeah fuck, fuck, fuck!  The mood is dark, almost savage.    A time bomb ready to explode.     There needs to be a release.FUCK!Life has caught up,  And is now slowing its pace.    Teasing me, leading me on. Offering no peace or rest.FUCK!No singleton notices me,  Unless to frustrate my mood.    No one calls, texts, emails. I am an invisible entity.FUCK!Do… Read More FUCK! (Please pardon this non-holiday rant)

The snow tires howl on the dry pavement,The dog wears four boots of mud,The runoff of the thaw threatens flooding.But the trees bud out,The plants crack the soil as they emerge.Robin Red Breast appears.Welcome back spring.Roy RichardDecember 2023

CrocusThe days begin to lengthen,An occasional warm day appears.The snow now dirty and gray,Begins its slow drip, drip, drip.Mother nature teases us with spring.But like George Sontos, can’t be trusted.She gives false hope by dangling signs before us.Then spit in your face with ice and snow.The devastation laid upon my soul,Brought on by her sadistic… Read More Crocus

Can we agree, that we as humans,Want to be noticed?Even the most devote hermit, Wants to be known for his solitude.Amazing that this desire hides within us,But fear of failure keeps us down.Worry of others thoughts,Whisper in our own minds.But who cares of those thoughts?One must shrug off those phantoms,Square your shoulders,And stand before the… Read More Be You

Mere mortal man I am, Neither a god or a supreme being, Just an ordinary person. One who would not be missed, only forgotten. My skills and knowledge are many, Yet none see the forms I take, The concerns I share. Just another Joe, nothing to see here. I have accepted my place on this… Read More Mere Mortal Man

He opened the dusty old book,Thumbing his way to the “d”s.Slowly working his way through the alphabet,He found the dreaded word.“DESIRE”The feeling that accomplishesAn unsatisfied state.His whole life had been and currently wasUnsatisfied.So, what then were his desires?Roy RichardNovember 2023

She Ruled She rules with an iron fist None dare equation her motives Her desires were law Unwritten and unchallengeable Most did not see the truth Such was her acting Deception was one of her traits Deceit was never far away So, we followed along Mindless and gullible Hoping for her blessing Satisfied with less… Read More She Ruled

There Once Was A Boy From Flint – My first limerickThere once was a boy from FlintWho developed an annoying squintTry as he may to see clearThe world looked all a smearHe cried and to his mother and did sighShe smiled and wiped the sleep from his eyeRoy RichardNovember 2023

Isn’t it amazing, That our brains remember best the bad? Is it because of self-worth? Or maybe self-hatred? So many good memories! So much happiness! Yet I wallow in the deep dark pits, Of memories that hurt too much. Regret of actions not taken, Shame for actions put in pace. Please my psyche stop the… Read More The Psyche