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The Wall That Was Not


At first your dates don't see it
Caught blindsided no doubt
And because YOU’RE IN DENIAL
There’s no ‘wall’ to talk about

You sure cease to amaze me
Say you want a love that’s true
But will you put the time in
Be open to all things new?

“Hey I always put my time in
But being open’s kinda lame
And still I keep them coming
Sometime’s too many to name.”

Yes you meet some real good prospects
Some sincere, some join your crew
And others who are set to spend
Their whole lifetime with you

Yet-still you search for answers
To the questions of romance
So confident and self-assured
Competition stands no chance

First you capture their attention
Dominate their mental space
They respond with strong attraction
Passions rising, quick the pace 

But then you start construction
Fortified and ten feet tall
Recoil from communications
Build an emotional brick wall

“Living life solo is so lonely
That’s not how I want to be.
I long for a connection
Someone to be here just for me.”

But yet I have to tell you
Words and actions are unmatched 
That’s precisely why you’re single
Though you crave to be attached

“What is this wall you speak of?
I’ll just give dating one more shot.” 
Unless you learn the lessons 
Suitors hit---The Wall That Was Not.

Copyright © 2011 Cathy Bishop. All Rights Reserved
          




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Still Burnin'



Saw you with that chick one day
ugh, my heart just cracked in two
and then it burst out into flames
like 'Let It Burn' hearts do

Managed to piece myself together
a FrankenGirl on the go
minus my wimpy heart for now
so, no emotions do I show

Back out and on the prowl
this hunt now a true art
yearnin to know the feeling
of crackin someone else's heart

My first unsuspecting victim
a true romantic at heart
rippin his out was too easy
he exposed it from the start

Victim two was a bit harder
had to step up on my game
a high octane caliber
he's goin down just the same

Had to coordinate schedules
have his admin check with mine
then we jet set for a minute
I thought, "I'm just wastin time"

There's no moment to soften
Did you forget your quest?
Your heart was ripped to pieces 
Last time you fell for this same mess

Ok, time to do it
make it good, make it BAD
First an intimate encounter
I'm sure the best he'd ever had 

I cornered him right in the shower
This prey so easy for me
While drippin wet, I ripped it from him
Damn, for weeks...he couldn't see

On the prowl on the daily
I salivate for something new
Seeking a ripe heart for the rippin
My next victim? Maybe you…

 From the pages of : The Six Degrees of Dating & Mating(Available June 2011)


Copyright © 2011 Cathy Bishop. All Rights Reserved



haiku poem

You cracked my love code~
No home land security~

Just a fragile heart.

~Cathy Bishop~


First Date Dance


Going on a first date
Don’t know what to wear
Went through my entire closet
And, of course there’s nothing there

Slipped on my stilettos
Grown and Sexy is my duty
Though my feet and back will suffer
I must labor for my beauty

Checked myself out in the mirror
Beautiful - or so I’m told
Made certain that my cleavage
Adhered to the first date ‘breast’ code

I want to look attractive
Without looking too loose
May show just a bit of cleavage
To give the girls that extra boost

Going to meet this girl tonight
She’s really smoking hot
I’m hoping she’ll come home with me
No reason she would not

Need to let her know that
I’m a good guy ‘cause it’s true
Could meet her mama any day
And pass scrutiny from her crew

Man, she’s got me open
But she’s not ready for that truth
Have to subdue this lust I feel
So, I’ll talk on my Bluetooth

This guy is very handsome
He’s bright and sexy too
He’s trying to act all nonchalant
But that facade I see right through

The convo was engaging
We both had lots to say
Could not stop staring at her breasts
Know she planned it that way

His hands are really, really big
I wonder….well, maybe not
It wouldn't hurt to sneak a peak
Once it gets within eye shot

First were the appetizers
Shared calamari, it’s the best
He offered to feed some to me
I thought, ‘is this some type of test?’

If I let you feed with me with your fork
So as not to be a grouch
Am I unwittingly consenting to
A wild rump on your couch?

Aww man, she didn't bite at all
Knew I should’ve played it cool
My intention was to show some love
Now, she must think I’m a fool

Temperature is rising
Getting real hot in here
This man must think I’m easy
Must get out and get some air

And when this date had ended
Both stood exhausted…in a trance
From all the two-step shuffling
That comes with a First Date Dance 


All rights reserved © 2012 Cathy Bishop


"Thought it was Love"



A backslap in the face
On a cold, dreary day
I was flip with my lip
Back talking you, so you say

Thought it was love
Just turned up to a boil
Now, when you lift up your hand
I flinch way back and recoil

Your charismatic style
Makes you well liked socially
But why degrade out in public
Make crude jokes about me?

Thought it was love
Thought you cared so deeply
When you blackened both my eyes
For weeks it hurt just to see

You said jealousy is true love
I know this just has to be
When your love’s so intense
Love can make you angry

Thought it was love
When you corrected my speech
When you chose all my friends
Then for hours you’d preach

Nothing could reveal
That your love was not true
The scars on my back
Oh… they’re ‘love bruises’ from you

And that flight down the stairway
I could not negotiate
Hit the landing real hard
All ‘cuz your dinner was late

Well, my time has expired
I send one request up above
Please engrave on my ‘stone
The words - ‘Thought It Was Love’

Copyright © 2013 Cathy Bishop All Rights Reserved



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