I notice
You keep stopping by
You like our time
And so do I
One thing I’ve noticed
For a while
We like to make
Each other smile
I see what
You don’t think I see
I notice
How you notice me
Other people
Notice too
I think it’s time
For me and you
by Richard W. Bray
I got an ANTI-crush on you
I don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t like you
I hate everything you do
I hate your hair, I hate your clothes
I hate your stupid little nose
I hate your look, I hate your style
I hate your dimples when you smile
Oh what comfort my hate brings
And yet it really really stings
I cannot think of other things
I hate your poise, I hate your pride
I hate your smooth and silky stride
I hate your voice, I hate your tone
I hate you most when I’m alone
By Richard W. Bray
I don’t know where I’m going
Till I get there
I don’t know what I want
Until it’s here
The only way to walk is to
Learn how to fall
The best plan is to have
No plan at all
Love appears when we are
Not looking to connect
Nothing ever happens
The way we expect
The only way to walk is to
Learn how to fall
The best plan is to have
No plan at all
Every living moment
Proffers something new
Have some open arms
When love shows up for you
The only way to walk is to
Learn how to fall
The best plan is to have
No plan at all
by Richard W. Bray
I had no time to hate, because
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample I
Could finish enmity
—Emily Dickinson
You can hate away your days
Disparaging the ways
Of the wicked
You can while away your time
Pondering the crimes
Of the sickest
You can multiply your spite
But it won’t make nothing right
For the wretched
And your dreams of retribution
Only cultivate pollution
In your heart
You might find more success
Fighting hate with tenderness
And compassion
Plant a flower in your heart
It’s the perfect place to start
Your garden
Hope will be our only tool
Let’s all be crazy fools
For love
by Richard W. Bray
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.
The ones who never noticed
The ones who had to go
The ones who came to see me
The ones who didn’t show
Got a gut full of girlhurt
Keeping me awake
Playing back my memories
Reliving realms of ache
The ones I never talked to
The times I chickened out
All the love I missed
By wallowing in doubt
Got a gut full of girlhurt
Keeping me awake
Playing back my memories
Reliving realms of ache
The ones that I ignored
The things I didn’t say
The love I didn’t appreciate
The times I walked away
Got a gut full of girlhurt
Keeping me awake
Playing back my memories
Reliving realms of ache
by Richard W. Bray
You vaporize my troubles
You mollify my pain
When I’m in your bubble
I never hear the rain
You’re right where I belong
You leave me feeling fine
When everything is wrong
You make the cosmos shine
When my soul is sore
You eliminate my woe
You make my spirit soar
And leave me all aglow
I pledge all my devotion
I need you every day
You’re my magic potion
You send all my ills away
Your lovely luminescence
Warms me up inside
I adore your very essence
When my brain is liquefied
by Richard W. Bray
Gonna a take a nice bath
Gonna wash my hair
In for the night
Ain’t going nowhere
Gonna put on my jammies
Gonna have me some fun
And I don’t need nuthin
From anyone
Gonna curl on the couch
Won’t see another soul
I’ll have a sensible dinner
And some cinnamon rolls
Gonna put on my jammies
Gonna have me some fun
And I don’t need nuthin
From anyone
Gonna have a glass of wine
Got a book to get lost in
Just me, myself,
And Miss Jane Austen
Gonna put on my jammies
Gonna have me some fun
And I don’t need nuthin
From anyone
by Richard W. Bray
She’s the kind we gotta watch
Time to take her down a notch
Keeping folks where they belong
Is what makes the village strong
Gossip rumor innuendo
Whisper slander hearsay
Slurs and lies and defamation
Character assassination
Violators gotta pay
The village has to spank her
Words are like an anchor
We police ourselves with hate
Like a bucket full of bait
Gossip rumor innuendo
Whisper slander hearsay
Slurs and lies and defamation
Character assassination
Violators gotta pay
by Richard W. Bray
Seems like every time I look at
Some Eastern magazine
Another California-Hater’s
Blowing smoke out of his spleen
They hate us for our happy
They hate our smiling gleam
All those people pissing
On our California Dream
Cheering drought and earthquake
Feeding on their scorn
California-Haters
Watch the news like porn
Huddled by their heaters
I can almost hear them scream
All those people pissing
On our California Dream
Baited by our beaches
Folks come from all around
Y’all stop by; you’re sure to find
Someone from your hometown
They hate us for our sunshine
They hate our happenin scene
All those people pissing
On our California Dream
by Richard W. Bray
I’m a rough and tumble cowboy
In a civilized time
My boots are gonna ramble
Till the end of the line
I’ll never be humble
And I’ll never be tame
A man’s gotta rumble
And play his own game
Won’t live a life
That lingers
Till the coals are dust
Always quit the casino
Before I hit bust
Won’t swap my tomorrow
For yesterday
It’s better to burst
Than ripple away
Gotta live in the sunshine
If I wanna survive
I’ll never be yoked
To your nine-to-five
Pity the fool
Who tries to fence me in
I ain’t gonna go
Where I already been
Won’t live a life
That lingers
Till the coals are dust
Always quit the casino
Before I hit bust
Won’t swap my tomorrow
For yesterday
It’s better to burst
Than ripple away
by Richard W. Bray
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