Blessed & Curvy

Choose Me It's been 15 years of calls, text messages, and hiding our secrets We know each other so well that we finish each other sentences Yet you leave and go away Back to her Promises are made Promises are broken Holidays come and go! Choose Me Secrets are being revealed The phone calls that have to be taken in the other room The response is that it's work Friends asking questions Where are you? Family say its time to choose It's complicated For once I am tired I love myself more than I love you If it means that we say good bye forever than its time Though it may sting at first it will go away If you love something let it go and if it comes back it's yours That's in the magazines ! Reality is you can love someone and they can love you and the other person The final question for the last time is Choose Me? Author Patricia A. Saunders Follow on Facebook www.facebook.com/blessedtriology Follow on twitter  @blesse...

I Love You Those three words When you speak them into the universe The person receiving on the other end glows I Love You Those three words craving to hear When you feel love your world becomes fuller because they are in it Incomplete when they are gone I love you On so many levels A Parent says it A Child says it A Lover says it All I know is I will  scream it from the top of the mountain I love you By Award Winning Author Patricia A. Saunders Works include Let it Rain , Loving Me and Through the Fire www.patriciaasaunders.com Enter to win a autographed copy of Let it Rain 9/2-9/10 https://www.goodreads.com/wwwgoodreadscompatricia_saunders

Blessed & Curvy: Endangered Species : Endangered Species I can't go to the movies Lord I am scared to go to church I don't want to be shot! While driving don'...

Endangered Species I can't go to the movies Lord I am scared to go to church I don't want to be shot! While driving don't flip the bird because I can be shot No respect for humans at any age Doesn't matter the color of my skin Doesn't matter if I am a male or a female I am an endangered specie I circle my car before leaving Don't want to be stopped for any traffic violations Read the paper another is shot Look on the Internet we're praying for another family Surf the television channels and news flashes another senseless death Animals in the zoos are thinking they are safer than the humans If we aren't locked up We're shot up And a tear runs down my face as I say Lord forgive them for they know not what they do !!!! Author Patricia A. Saunders Follow on twitter @ blessedpoetpat www.patriciaasaunders.com

Blue Moon While laying in my bed Blinds opened Staring up at the moon Imagining all the possibilities that life has to offer Thinking as the second speed by that I have to wish upon a star I have to envision a world where there is no hate I have to believe that when my clock stops that there is a peace that will fall upon me I have to because that it what I was taught I have to look upon the blue moon and look towards the future Blue Moon where are you

She looks like me All the details aren’t out but she looks like me What if I decided I wanted to travel to another state? I decide to drive my car and don’t realize a headlight is out What if I am stopped but a cop who wants to make his quota? She looks like me What if I can’t believe that I am being stopped? The racial tension is thick as a knife I am being arrested for a traffic stop What do I do? What if I am handcuffed, taken in, and while I behind the walls of a prison I call my family pleading to get me out This is something no one was expecting and they are getting money together Something happened No one knows what They said I committed suicide Did I? Will the record show? My heart aches for Sandra Bland because as a African American woman She looks like me Contributed by Patricia A. Saunders Author of Let It Rain www.patriciaasaunders.com

A Father is the first man to tell you he loves you My Father was my best friend I grew up knowing that I was loved, safe from harm, and that I going to be something My Father would take me on long rides and I believe that is the reason now I love to travel He would watch television shows where he would quiz me on what I was watching National Geographic, Jeopardy, and Wheel of Fortune There wasn't computers so he invested in encyclopedia books for my education Daddy I miss you I miss seeing you court my Mother and take us to Howard Johnson's on Wednesdays for date nights I loved hearing you tell stories of growing up during the Depression You were my walking history teacher You talked about your love of God You taught lessons on loyalty You said when a man loves you there isn't any questions you'll know You said that that man will let you know you're his queen I can still hear your deep laugh When  I am undecided think what you would d...

Motherless Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child Mother’s Day approaches People are running to get gifts, plan meals, and purchase flowers for their Mothers I stand alone Feeling like an orphan My Mother lived a good life But she left me She went to heaven and she is gone! I don’t have the orchids to buy, take her out to dinner, call her up and laugh with I dread the holiday every year I don’t want to go to church and stand up so you can give me white roses So that everyone knows that I had a mother and she is deceased People staring like poor baby I put on a smile and inside I am crying I want to hold her hand one more time I want to hear her voice on the other end of the phone I want to go and get her something nice to wear I want to sign that card for Mother’s Day I don’t like to feel this way Motherless!!! by Patricia A. Saunders Author of Let It Rain www.patriciaasaunders.com

Lately it has been splattered all over the news African American male shot in the back African American male killed while in police custody African American youth killed while in playground African American male killed while walking through his neighborhood Makes you question what is happening Makes you scared to send your love one out Camera phones are required Bull’s-eye on your back is how our males feel I'm seeing friendships ending on Facebook because a mother is teaching son how to survive to be at least 21 See it’s bring back memories for majority See we're seeing our men leave not coming back We're remembering them being lynched from trees We're remembering them being burned We're remembering them being beat beyond recognition.  We're angry because the Civil Rights Movement was for all We shall overcome is what we sang It's the year 2015 and as parents, aunts, uncles, cousins we...

Can I Get A Witness By Patricia A. Saunders Approaching the 50th Birthday Club I am getting so much advice People sharing their war stories i.e. when you turn 50 you will feel this way, you can't drink milk, and watch out for spicy food. You will find gray hairs in places only you and God know about Oh and don't forget you will feel aches and pains It almost scares you to turn 50 I am always on the go! Skin soft and still have a glow I know my body and as I approach 50 I want to be here longer so I am trying to eat right, more greens, and less fat I am walking more and sitting less I want to be a young 50 I want to still live life I don't want to think of it as I am preparing to die I am getting wiser and looking at ways to increase my 401k But I rather do that than not be okay So Miss Clairol is becoming my friend Colors like Auburn, Midnight Blue, and Honey Blonde For the different looks that I will ponder I am not complaining about approaching ...

I Can't Breathe With all the recent killings showcased on the news So many protests here and there I am sitting here wondering what year are we in Is it 2015? Or is it 1950? Everyone should feel safe Everyone must respect each other We have people killing each other We have mothers crying over their child We have children growing up without a parent Does it make it right that someone known throughout the community Someone who is of large frame Comes up against someone smaller Back up is called A technique to subdue ended wrong Now we all are divided I can't breathe is the last words he said The media has played it out The officer wasn't found guilty The community is in an uproar As a world wide community we are suffering We are turning out backs against those to protect and serve They are apprehensive in handling a situations As a woman the nurturer I am crying I am saying we shall overcome I am praying that one day we can all get along I a...