For the Love of Drugs

On the way to the zoo,
I had seen my share, a few.
A wild-eyed, tall woman with one red shoe,
dancing with a short man who didn't know what to do.
And there was one more, I forgot who?

Nicholl McGuire

 

Morbidly Odd

I met a man who was very fat.
He had eyes like a cat.
I wondered how he could get
his head in that little hat.

Nicholl McGuire

Death Becomes Him

There once was a man with crossed eyes
who liked to tell many lies.
Life became rough,
the women called his bluff,
a shovel of dirt muffled his cries.

Nicholl McGuire

No Touch

It's such
a simple thing
a touch.

Why must he be,
like me?
Resistant to opportunity.

Build up romance,
stop focusing on finance.
When was the last time we danced?

No touch,
such
a shame.
Relationships like this, lame.

What one will do for fame,
to share a shame...
tired of playing his game.

There are winners
and then there are losers.

Losers become
abusers.

Nicholl McGuire

Didn't Know

Walked with him, didn't know,
that I was not his friend, but a foe.
Thought that I was cool like So and So.
But little did I know,
she too was his foe.

How long must this foolishness last!
Realize now why family said, "...moving too fast!"
Too busy trying to forget the past,
I knew I should have gone on that spiritual fast!

What more must I go through to achieve happiness,
experience yet another emotional illness?
This time I didn't cause this mess,
and I had nothing to confess.

Didn't want to make him mad,
didn't tell him I was so sad.
Knew this friendship--a passing fad.
Should have listened to my dad.

His choices are not my fault,
life for him had no salt.
Preferred to drink a fatty malt,
loans went into default.

While I tried to warn this man,
he was too busy looking at a young girl's tan.

When I told him we had much work to do,
he didn't care if bill collectors made threats to sue.

Looked at me as if I would take his fall,
watched him go on trips to the mall.
Walked around ignored my calls.

Now that I know he is a foolish foe,
I'll pull back his curtain and end his show.

Nicholl McGuire



 

A Single Woman's Wish

Here I am, now where are you?
I did what I had to do to find you.

Thought of you the other day,
remembered some of the funny stuff we liked to say.

Wondered where have you been all these years.
I spent many months holding back tears.

A past that just couldn't last...(sigh)

You see after we talked,
and you had walked,
there was this fellow who came along.
In a dream you told me, "That's Mr. Wrong."

But I went on and married the dude,
turned out that he was just plain rude--
often in a bad mood.

Another one of those deceptive cheaters,
with dreams of driving an expensive two seater.

Always turning his head,
wishing for the next one he'll bed.

But life now appears to be much better,
you still holding on to my childhood love letters?

I'm still here, but where are you?
Probably tied to someone trying to stay true.

When you're done and ready to sit in my warm sun,
let's plan for the future, but this time don't run.

Life is so simple when your single,
always ready to get around and mingle--
wishing for that one who makes you tingle.

But then your eyes become wide awake,
realize some people can be so fake--
often in your face to see what they can take.

It feels good when you still have that "in love" feeling,
it feels good when you know your heart is healing.

So true love you are welcome back into my life,
you were the one that caused no strife.

Nicholl McGuire

Dedicated to those readers who have fond past memories.




 

That One Last Time

Pointing at one, two,
Oh my God, what have I gotten myself into?

In my mind, his name keeps popping up,
did someone put somethin' in my cup?

He walks in the door, "What's up?"
I'm trying to figure out did he make a stop.
Feel like I'm about to blow my top!

Familiar faces, names, and lies he tells,
a little idle time and yet again he fails!
Can't keep his friend tucked away,
he always finds somewhere to lay.

No eyes, just one big mouth.
You know that friend, the one down South!

Some of you have been there too,
wondering how many women,
hmm more than a few!

When you think it's just one,
and he promises, "I'm done..."
that's when you find out,
he has more than a son.


Nicholl McGuire

Just a friendly reminder, protect yourself!  You never know where cheaters go, some so carefree--on the down-low.

In the Words of a Heartbreaker

Everytime you show up,
I want you to leave.
Make excuses of why I don't want you to be...
my friend,
my boyfriend,
want this all to end!

Make up lies,
to get you to go away,
say things like,
"Oh, I have a busy day..."

A person like you isn't meant to be true.
I went through this before, screamed
so much, my throat grew sore.

So I don't get attached to those who aren't my match.
I have my heart protected with a secure latch.

Don't want for me, because I won't change!
Don't stick around, love's call is out of the range!

Hopefully you will find someone much better,
that's why I decided to send you this letter.

So long, so long
I know this is wrong.
But I really do have a million things to do,
and I just couldn't make myself fall in love with you.


Nicholl McGuire is the author of Laboring to Love Myself. Scroll to link on left to purchase book.

A Boyfriend's Controlling Mother

Move out my way,
I have much to say!
Thought about That Man
and his Momma yesterday.
Today is his lucky day.

Let's talk about his mom
and what she likes to do,
behind your back, she will start a coup.

It's time to bring the truth out,
and oh yes, I'm going to shout!

Liars play games with your head,
get you all caught up in what is ahead.
Tell you they love you and will be true,
then they hope you don't have babies and sue!

Mommas in the background, making lots of sound,
thinking that what goes around won't come back around.

Meddling in relationship affairs,
using mean spirits and dirty stares
hoping to move a son elsewhere,
then claim the couple is not acting fair.

God sees the foolishness that a momma brings,
sowing seeds of doubt is the song that she sings.

Telling her baby that he doesn't need a lady,
creating a show for herself, acting shady.

Momma wants her way,
encourages others to pray,
only to get her son to stay
only to marry him off one day!
Remembers why she sent him away.

Keep your momma out your love life,
she will bring on the strife.
Cut your woman with a knife.

Momma is an actress, plays a "good" show,
thinks the enlightened don't know,
momma is no friend, she's a foe.

Nicholl McGuire

It's Not My Fault

Don't blame me for quitting YOUR dream.
Sorry, I stopped playing on YOUR team.

Years ago, you made me think you loved me,
made me feel like you honestly cared about me.

With head held high, you sipped your tea,
and flashed money in your wallet, so that I could see.

"I am going to a land called, Opportunity
and I'm going to be all that I ever wanted to be...
you'll see!"

So I rolled my sleeves up and I got us there,
and that's when you dropped your underwear!
Had the nerve to tell others, I didn't play fair!?

What on earth made you do what you did!?
Then brought the crazy B to our crib!
So what that I had left only a day before,
but I was your wife, not your whore!

Couldn't wait for me to go,
so that you could advertise So and So!

No, I'm not to blame for your troubles,
and yes I did deflate your many bubbles.

Today you were doing this, and tomorrow that,
meanwhile on a day off you just sat and sat!

Always talking about your needs,
while thinking you were going
to get away with misdeeds.

In another's life, causing her strife,
walking around with your little knife.

One should always watch his back,
especially when he easily blows his stack.

Thinking one is better than the rest,
sooner or later, he will be put to test.

So I take no fault for your pain,
hold my head high while I shake my mane!


Nicholl McGuire