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 May 2013 Mercy B
Mike Hauser
I had an idea to write a poem
But I never got around
To putting pen to paper
To give the poem its ground

Told of my hidden feelings
And where it is they start
Spoke of dreams and visions
As I opened up my heart

I took hold of the moment
Expanded it with time
Let the deepest feelings that I have
Escape my inner mind

I had verses on the stars
Stanzas of the moon
All it was that I'd thought of
Spoken out in the truth

It had the beauty of serenity
The joy of peace to be its guide
Spoke of love shared by all of us
Giving new meaning to life

It took all of life's heartaches
And turned the hurt around
The only problem with all this is
I failed to write it down
 May 2013 Mercy B
Mike Hauser
...paper dolls

...afternoon tea with friends

...belly laughs

...as good times lend a hand

...dressing up

...princess on parade

...buttercup

...daddy's favorite name

...precious days

...in the make believe

...reality at bay

...the innocence of dreams
 May 2013 Mercy B
Mike Hauser
It all started out so innocently
A thrift store here, a garage sale there
Anyways, Lord knows how bad I needed
The chartreuse rug of that polyester bear

It goes perfect in my kitchen
Though I can barely see the floor
Just need to move a few piles that grew
From me buying trinkets by the score

Some say I'm a crazy hoarder
I've seen the show and I'm not that bad
Anyway who doesn't need
A stuffed albino Siamese cat

Then there's all the broken plates of china
That I got for a steal
If I ever do find my stove again
I'll use them for my next meal

Why ask why I save all these milk jugs
You never do know when
A herd of cattle will be passing through
The middle of my den

You may say crazy hoarder
I may say I think not
When I look at pile after pile
Of all the treasures that I've got

If you ever care to visit
Just step over this, crawl over that
Till you come to that little itty bitty empty spot
Where we can sit back and relax
And have a little chat,
over this this and that,
maybe why it is ducks quack,
is it brains that they lack,
that my friend is whack...

Crazy Hoarder?!?
Don't make me laugh...
 May 2013 Mercy B
David Nelson
Black Mariah

like a storm from out of the Kansas dust
she blinded my eyes to the truth
no one scared me so as she took me higher
how could I not know she was a liar

she picked my pocket so completely clean
just as she picked my heart so completely *****
her long black hair down her back and dark eyes
her lips on mine my heart's whispering crys

her magical spell cast all over me
everything I see is just an illusion
the touch becoming increasingly cold
her advances into my mind increasingly bold

that I wanted needed more of her was true
I could not break the chains of lust
the pounding inside my head tempo off beat
the pounding of my heart faster in retreat

get away from this ghostly figure was the cry
or she will bring you down below the earth
if I awaken will I remember will I still know
this Black Mariah she scares me so
  
Gomer LePoet ....
she scares me so - this Black Mariah
 May 2013 Mercy B
Lily
Then and Now
 May 2013 Mercy B
Lily
(When I was a kid)
They taught me how to
Be fearless,
I guess they knew how
Cruel (life) was going
To be.

When I was a kid
(They all said) it (will get
Better);
The war will stop
One day.

When I was a kid
They taught me the art
Of unconditional
Love.

(I am not a kid anymore),
But all the priest's preaching I
Heard when I was a kid, are
Now making sense.

When you preach love,
(Say it once again), it does
Not break through instantly.
Say it with confidence,
(Make me believe).

Wake up!
The world (may be) broken,
But (hope is) not (crazy.)
Written on May.10.2013
Last two lines are from a quote by John Green.
 May 2013 Mercy B
David Nelson
For the want of a nail

I was so terribly lost inside my mind
there was no way out that I could find
I had a hammer but that was all
I needed more to build this wall

build this wall to keep the monsters out
then it wouldn't matter if I had doubt
they could not get me and pull me down
or laugh at me and call me a clown

I needed nails like a railroad spike
big long and thick the kind I like
but not even a 3 penny could I locate
and I can hear them coming they won't wait

I challenged them but they do not scare
I thinks it because they do not care
I tried hiding but it was to no avail
there was no wall for the want of a nail

so my losing battle to keep my wits
pounding on tables in anger fits
my body hard but my mind so frail
all for the want of a ****** nail

Gomer LePoet...
wanted - special carpenter :)
 May 2013 Mercy B
David Nelson
While My Guitar Gently Sleeps

boogie woogie is on my mind
my toe tapping a thousand times
slapping snare and top hat crash
back to sleep dreamy night fade away

is it a festival of jazz marching by
raz-ma-taz New Orleans style
clarinet and trumpet and tuba blow
blind melon singing do-dah do-dah-day

Latin fever makes me thrash
trying to remember the tricky steps
the cha-cha of the island girls
watching how the shapely hips sway

Spanish marimba mambo twist
taps clacking as the flamenco flies
big box acoustic cat gut strings
fingers twitching wanting to play

square dance cowgirls and dudes strut
thumbs in their pockets stomping boots
fiddles and steel race through my heart
gonna do it all do it all someday

roll over and change the world another day
dreamy night fade away once again
screaming guitars in triple tones
while my guitar gently sleeps away

Gomer LePoet...
no rest for the weary frustrated musician :)
 May 2013 Mercy B
Mayah Seals
All I did was treat you right
I made you the number one thing in my life
Even when we broke it off
I let you act like you were the boss
Yet on the last day that we have together
You act like you are so much better
Even when I joke
You treat me crap
You know what you deserve?
I nice and powerful slap

When I broke down and cried
You gave me your shoulder and wiped the tears from eyes
Then, not even 10 minutes late
You talk about me, right to my face?
Yet, you do not understand why I am glaring at you
And feeling things oh so cruel

So listen up and listen good
I am leaving you in the dust like I know I should
If you are going to try to break me like a toy
I'll just laugh with joy
I refuse to be controlled by any person, especially so rude
I hope you enjoy your summer because, Logan, I'm done with you
 May 2013 Mercy B
David Nelson
I've been Insulted Before

yeah sure go on ahead make fun
you do know that you are not the only one
I've been insulted many times before
by narrow minded simple simon fools

yes it is you that I am talking to
who did you think I was referring to
are you surprised that I have feelings
you think you are special at that's cool

but remember for every pain you create
it will return in kind to you just wait
for that's the way the world turns
just another drop in the pool

so go ahead and clap your hands
laugh out loud do hand stands
but before you close your steel shuttered door
remember I've been insulted before

Gomer LePoet...
na na na na na na - I told you so :)
 May 2013 Mercy B
Mike Hauser
This is where it is I stand
The other side of norm
A little offbeat some might say
To me it feels like home

There's no one here to blame
Wouldn't even if I could
Crazy is as crazy does
Welcome to my neighborhood

So hail the nearest taxi cab
I'll reimburse you for the fair
When asked where it is your heading to
Tell them to the other side of I don't care

When it is you do arrive
Sit a spell if you care to
Think your going to like it here
There's always extra room

It's one crazy adventure
We'll welcome you with open arms
After all you've always been one of us
Outside the realm of norm
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