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 Oct 2013 jasmine
Mike Hauser
Am I the only one that's sober
In this drunken world we're in
Drunk on fame, power, and fortune
And every other sin known to man

Raising glasses to our elected
As they propose another toast
For more power to the ones in need
But not to the ones who need it the most

As women and children ram the barricades
And men set themselves on fire
Is it not for the least of these
That we put these men in power

Have they crossed the forbiden boundary
As they step over the line
If they make the rules for themselves
Can they not be charged with the crime

The only time they call out to the people
Is for another round if you please
The poor lose their plight to the drunkards top shelf life
Doing shot after shot of insanity
 Oct 2013 jasmine
marina
for b
 Oct 2013 jasmine
marina
at night, you wonder if anybody actually
saw you today, and if they did,
had they noticed your shaking hands?

(sometimes you question if you were
taught english correctly, because every
i love you comes out as i'm sorry

and you are so tired of stuttering)
i'm sorry too
 Oct 2013 jasmine
Mike Hauser
She sends me the most beautiful letters

In hallmark cards with pictures of flowers

Showing up when I least expect

Showing up when I'm a man in need


Pastel hues, the colors she favors

Soft crimson blues above all the others

A faint hint of Arabian jasmine

Pulls deep at the passion in me


Holds me close like a Bilie Holiday album

Gives all she has like a solider undaunted

My love for her is all that I'm left with

Captivating the soul inside of me
 Oct 2013 jasmine
Mike Hauser
Ring...Ring*

me) That's a strange area code....Yello!

God) Hello

me) Hello, who is this?

God) It's me God, don't you recognize my voice?

me) No...

God) Hmmm...that's what I thought.

me) What do you mean by...never mind, I was just getting ready to call you!

God) Ah hello it's me....God?

me) Oh yea, I guess there's no fooling you there.

God) Not really but don't think that people don't try! Haven't seen you around in a while...

me) Well you know I'm always thinking about you...most of the time. And I listen to Christian music...some of the time. Oh and I try to read inspirational books...when I have time.

God) Isn't that nice...Hey, how are the knees holding out?

me) My knees?

God) Yes your knees or more to the point...your prayer life.

me) My prayer life? Didn't I mention I'm always thinking...

God) Yea I got that, it's just the way things have been going lately I know your worried.

me) Your not kidding there!

God) Well that's why I called, to remind you I'm still in control and everything is going to work out according to my will. You do believe that don't you?

me) Yes I believe that.

God) Then you might want to start acting like it. With all that's going on around you these days you seem to have left me out.

me) You know your right!

God) Duh...I'm God!

me) Oh yeah...

God) Hey here's a novel idea (please excuse the pun) instead of reading an  inspiring book  try reading THE inspired book...My Holy Word. Every thing you need in life is there.

me) That IS a novel idea! (did you say something about a pun) Thanks I'm feeling better. Hey I gotta go there's someone at the door. Can I call you later?

God) Of course...I'm always here.
I know this is not a poem...
What can I say....it's here
 Oct 2013 jasmine
Diane
some of the “greats” are walking among us
making eye contact upon our sidewalks
sharing sweaty seats on our buses
eating tempeh and salad at our cafés
lying next to us, sleeping, in our beds
we shop at their record stores
throw dollars in their guitar cases
curse their driving on our freeways
art and history are presently in motion
the past is just the place where we idealize them
Piercing eyes
And a dangerous smile;
He had soft lips that
Spilt words like honey,
And a tongue that
Moaned my name.
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