Love I Give
Love I Give The Love I give, The Love I share, Is mine to bestow, In the manner I may choose. What gives you the right, To dictate to me, The where, the what, the how, And the why? Of my Love! Roy Richard January 2024
Love I Give The Love I give, The Love I share, Is mine to bestow, In the manner I may choose. What gives you the right, To dictate to me, The where, the what, the how, And the why? Of my Love! Roy Richard January 2024
FUCK YOU GRANDMOTHER I never found favor in my Grandmother Edmonds eyes, Some of my cousins came from her oldest son. Are they NOT special? The others came from her youngest son, Are they NOT special? I came from her oldest daughter. Nothing special here. In her older years, she lived with us. No one… Read More FUCK YOU GRANDMOTHER
Ghosts of Christmas Past Hermy, Grinch, Santa, Frosty, Charlie Brown’s Tree Characters of a bad dream? Nightmares of a childhood? Supposed happiness in Technicolor? All burned within my brain. Tempting me with memories, not all good. What would the season be? Without this cast of misfits? My head tries to revert, To some type of… Read More Ghosts of Christmas Past
Fuck Golden Rules Tis better to give than to receive. Or some ass told me. Early training, starting at an early age. Taught to give, give, give. Taught to follow the rules, ALL of the rules. Taught to think of others, Always placing myself second. My mind was effectively brainwashed into believing, That by doing… Read More Fuck Golden Rules
Somebody I AM somebody I WAS somebody ! WILL be somebody Of course, these are all true statements Because we all are somebody. Right? So, dear muse, Why is claiming this title So full of loneliness? With nearly 8 billion other somebodies, Somebody ought to see me. But here I dwell. Nothing to see here,… Read More Somebody
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