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587 · Mar 2016
~Fly~
Mike Hauser Mar 2016
Take life to the heights
Spread your wings along the way
Then let go and fly
587 · Jun 2016
~ Someone Just Like You~
Mike Hauser Jun 2016
I need someone I can rely on
When all in life is said and done
Who's only crutch is that of love
~Someone just like you~

Someone close who knows me well
Not just another kiss and tell
Someone willing to offer help
~ Someone just like you~

I need someone to be the link
To right the wrongs truthfully
Someone who is a part of me
~ Someone just like you~

Someone with a warm soft heart
A gentle soul, a lasting mark
A hidden flame inside the spark
~ Someone just like you~

Guess what I am trying to say
I need someone as a help mate
Someone lasting all my days
~ Someone just like you~
587 · Jun 2014
Cameras on every corner
Mike Hauser Jun 2014
It's hard to hide
so don't even try
No need to run
when your caught in the eye

They're watching you
and your every move
So be careful citizen
in whatever you do

There are cameras
On every corner

They're placed there they say
for protections sake
Be careful you don't
make a mistake

They've got your name
though your only a number
In this paranoia state
It's little wonder

There are cameras
On every corner

No need to smile
no need to say cheese
Guilty as charged
how do you plead

Polaroid judge, jury, hangman
all rolled into one
Modern convenience
gets the job done

When there are cameras
**On every corner
586 · Jul 2016
~Whatchamacallit~
Mike Hauser Jul 2016
Flabbergasted at my findings
Drooling slightly over luck
Hard to explain how my life has changed
Now the proud owner of a Whatchamacallit

It came with all the accessories
All the whistles plus the bells
Lucky I grabbed it when I did
You know how fast those things fly off the shelf

Double wrapped in heavy plastic
Sealed up tight for safeties sake
To keep from the hands of those not in the know
Plus less chance of escape

Though Whatchamacallit's aren't dangerous
They are mischievous all the same
Far be it for me to set mine free
And be the one to blame

So I keep it on a leash
Everytime that I go out
Even put it in my pocket
If I'm roaming a big crowd

But believe you me if it's me you see
Out someday on the street
I have my Whatchamacallit
Somewhere close to me
586 · Jun 2013
My Life (The Movie)
Mike Hauser Jun 2013
My life to me seems a movie
In which I play a part
Not an award winner by any means
The film, some may call it art

It does have a bit of adventure
Some comedy with rhyme
Also it's had it's share of drama
That I myself consider a crime

I've also starred in other peoples movies
In some, bit parts are all I've played
More times though I've been a stand in
With nothing much to say

If you've seen the way I act at times
I'm clearly not a leading man
And as far as romantic movies go
That's just not who it is I am

If I take the time to think about
Comedy is what I do best
If you ask my friends and family though
What I consider funny should stay inside my head

Because once it goes into production
And acted out in scene
It's not quite as humorous as first thought
The moment it hits the big screen

So although my life...the movie
Has had its share of flops
I'll continue on with my acting
Until the movie play reel stops
586 · Dec 2013
Memories Linger...
Mike Hauser Dec 2013
In the middle of the heartbreak
Stabbing at the open wound
The bitter taste of silence
As it glides across the room

Still feeding on the memories
Of our world pre-apart
Much to late to dine upon
The matters of the heart

We had what I thought, an everlasting love
That was riddled with such pain
As our questions went unanswered
Our excuses did the same

We had become a fortress
But lost the keys to our hearts
With every wall painted blue
Our love became a lost form of art

Who would have ever figured
That with me digging up the past
I'd come across these memories
In all this rock and shattered glass
585 · Nov 2014
Knock, Knock, Upon My Heart
Mike Hauser Nov 2014
Orange you glad I didn't say banana
Was her favorite knock, knock joke
Everytime I think of her
There's a lump now in my throat

She always seemed to tickle herself
As much as she tickled me
That funny little jokester
That too soon had to leave

Now she spends her time in heaven
Making angels laugh
Instead of saying banana
Orange you glad I said orange instead
585 · Nov 2013
The Art Of Poetry
Mike Hauser Nov 2013
As I set out to write
Slicing pieces of life
Little by little letting go

The use of my pen
Is like chisel in hand
Chipping away at my soul

I hold a sculpture knife
In which to carve out my life
Leaving my heart well exposed

The art of poetry
Is pure beauty to me
Of which this artist has no control

I paint what comes to my mind
Straying outside of the lines
It's the only kind of poetry I know
584 · Jan 2019
all i am
Mike Hauser Jan 2019
all i am
is played out in song
of what i have
and haven't got
from the outside
may not appear a lot
but all i am
has been hard fought

all i am
in the sense of it
never one
to ever think to quit
not one iota
not a single bit
all i am
is all i'm meant

all i am
this side of life
is the question of
and the reason why
to say and do
to do and die
all i am
is the open sky
584 · Sep 2014
Norma Alice (I See)
Mike Hauser Sep 2014
Norma Alice I see
You've lost your childhood friend
Where you were days in the park
Spinning webs of memories

Norma Alice I see
What now catches your wandering eye
The flavor of a tender touch
The moons shadow cast at night

Norma Alice I see
Your left with the spare change
Spending it all climbing gardens walls
Singing songs to the deranged

Norma Alice I see
You no longer roost the nest
With eyes closed tight to the other side
Your just a token of your past
584 · Oct 2013
This Kid Never Grew Up
Mike Hauser Oct 2013
I never did get the memo
That said I had to grow up
I guess I wasn't paying attention
Or off somewhere having fun

Although it looks like age has taken it's toll
The creases and wrinkles are all mine
The kid that lives deep in my soul
Won't let go of this playful mind

So next time they tell me to grow up
I'll say on the outside I have
But on the inside there's really no telling
Cause that's where I'll stay the kid that I am
582 · Mar 2013
Whisper Of The Wind
Mike Hauser Mar 2013
If you hear me crying
Over what we were
What we had been

Don't let the sound of it fool you
It's just the whisper of the wind

If you happen to see me swaying
Not able to hold
Myself up again

Don't let the sight of it fool you
It's just the whisper of the wind

If I think I heard you saying
We'll always stay
The closest of friends

I won't let those thoughts confuse me
For they were whispered on the wind

If you see me fly off dear
Never to come
Back down again

Then you will know all that I've told you
Is just the whisper of the wind
582 · May 2014
fairy of the poem
Mike Hauser May 2014
there are rumors always flowing
but very little known
about the tiny mischief nymph
fairy of the poem

to her each poems a new beginning
on a trail to wanderlust
an adventure taken to the edge
this fairy of the verse

fussing over every title
tweaking of the lines
adding just the right amount of dust
this fairy of the rhyme

only seen when she lets you in
as she flutters to and fro
taking you to the highest heights
fairy of the poem
581 · Jul 2015
assembly life
Mike Hauser Jul 2015
after all is said and done
after years of too much fun
i'll look back on all of this and i will see

that I spent way too much time
working this assembly line
in the wonder of where and why it's gotten me

no where nearer to life's bliss
when all i have to show is this
the misery of my own lonely company

with the only relationship i have
being the time clock i'm meeting with
and it's only a matter of time till it's done with me

so i'll just keep slapping on the parts
like a one eared artist who's lost his heart
and wonder when i look back if this is the only bliss i'll ever see
581 · Sep 2016
~Gizmo~
Mike Hauser Sep 2016
I just happened to find this Gizmo
In my bottom left hand drawer
Now I take it with me
Everywhere I go

I take it out to play
I take it into work
I spend time with my Gizmo
For all that Gizmo's worth

It changes color often
Like a woman changes moods
So I can wear it with any outfit
On any day I choose

It also hums Broadway tunes
If ever we get bored
He and me tap our feet to disco beats
When dancing is in store

I hear that no two Gizmos
Excatly are the same
If you care to show me yours
I promise to show you mine

Life for me has not been the same
That I can guarantee for sure
Every since I found that Gizmo
In my bottom left hand drawer
581 · Jan 2016
The Blur...
Mike Hauser Jan 2016
Old man of 17

How many years have you lived the dream
Have you yet found that there's no escape
Living this out till your final day

Old man of 21

Set to retire with all you have done
All that is left is the spinning of wheels
Days by the pool, drowning your deals

Old man of 45

When did you pass the prime of your life
Too little too late finding it out
Not knowing then though knowing it now

Old man of 64

You know in your heart, there's something more
You've left it behind but still have the need

Old man of 17
580 · Dec 2013
This Heart...
Mike Hauser Dec 2013
This heart that is inside of me
Never seems to get a break
Always beating fast for love
Yet stopping often for mistakes

When it sees a pretty face
Thinking this must be love true
It flitters as it flutters
Skips a beat or two

Then throws itself into a tizzy
When things don't turn out right
Just barely one beat above
What the Medics call flat line

Between all the aches and all the breaks
Of this fickle heart
Sometimes its quest is ended
Before it even starts

I wish this heart came with a warning
To take life one beat at a time
Then things might work out for the better
With loves treasure it hopes to find
580 · Jul 2014
If You'll Be...
Mike Hauser Jul 2014
If you'll be the knife that helps out my fork
I'll be the South that holds up your North
If you'll be the teeth that bite my tongue
Then perhaps I won't say anything dumb

If you'll be the branch where I hang my leaf
I'll be the wave that stirs your wanting sea
If you'll be the want and I'll be the need
We'll both be the love on which we both feed

If you'll be the light that takes over my dark
I'll be the beat inside of your heart
If you'll be the end to my fresh start
Then we'll both be the now to where ever we are
580 · Mar 2014
Whole Lotta Nothing
Mike Hauser Mar 2014
There's not a whole lotta nothing
That can be dug out of the grave
Of this life's buried problems
Of all our past mistakes

You can chisel out the tombstone
Making room for all the dates
Of the didn't go the way we planed
That in the dirt now lay to waste

Call in the Pallbearers
To shoulder it all
To help carry the burden
Of where you left off

Hire professional wailers and mourners
To cry for the loss
But can you really afford
Such an extravagant cost

When all is said and done
The last word the preacher will say
Is there's not a whole lotta nothing
That can be dug out of the grave
I woke up at 2 this morning with the first couple lines going over in my head, went back to bed every few minutes getting back up for more lines till this poem finally left me alone...I'm tired and a bit psychotic for dreaming rhyme.
580 · Feb 2014
When Darkness Rolls Around
Mike Hauser Feb 2014
Where will the children go to play
When there is nothing left
On the deserted city streets
But tears and broken glass

Where will the elders take their strolls
When all the sidewalks are gone
What will they do when they find they've erased
Everything that they have drawn

An emptiness that hangs like a mist
Over the cold damp ground
Who will be there to feed the hunger
When darkness rolls around

But when the darkness goes away
And who's to say it will
Will things be like they once had been
Or will the emptiness strike us still
Collaboration with Savannah Sawyer
579 · Sep 2013
Our Days Were Numbered
Mike Hauser Sep 2013
I always counted on our love
Thinking it would last forever
But alas our days were numbered
Should have seen it in the stars*

At "1" time I saw you both together
In the cafe' holding hands
The "2" of you looked so happy
That was not in my life's plans

I walked up to your table
Knew right away "3" was a crowd
I thought our love would last forever
Well "4" ever just ended now

I said I just need "5" minutes of your time
"6" minutes later I was sobbing where I sat
After the "7" surrounding tables stared me down
I turned in disgrace and left

So I "8" all alone that night
Breakfast for dinner was on my mind
I asked a German waiter if I could get it this late
His stern reply was "9"

I had no money to pay for my meal
So I got myself a "10" cup
Went to beg out on the street
I'd all but given up

When I was joined by "11" beggars
Who gladly taught me their skills
Of how to keep my head held high
While begging for free meals

Well "12" o'clock has rolled around
And to me that's really late
Because I have to get up early
So I can beg enough for tomorrow nights blind dinner date
579 · Mar 2016
~It's Magic~
Mike Hauser Mar 2016
Abracadabra
With nothing up my sleeve

Watch me carefully
As I try to be
Something that I'm really not
Someone other than me

Abracadabra
With nothing up my sleeve  

Hocus Pocus
Trying to not own this

What's behind the curtain
Is a bit out of focus
You'll never guess what's behind my back
It's best if you don't notice

Hocus Pocus
Trying to not own this

Sim Sala Bim
No more than slight of hand

Watch as I pull out of my hat
Less than life demands
Some say it's magic
Depends on where you stand

Sim Sala Bim
No more than slight of hand
579 · Mar 2016
Holding Tight
Mike Hauser Mar 2016
You've held onto it tightly
Never let it go
As it has been your friend for life
Through all the highs and lows

Through all the winter storms
In all the summer rains
It has been the anchor which
Has held it all in place

Among the ups and downs
All the ins and outs
The many cares left unaware
With the here's and there abouts

You think it over when you're under
As it helps to calm the doubt
When there seems to be no other way
For you to walk the lonely mile

You may one day choose to let it loose
Where it can have its say
In hopes it helps another
Along their merry way

Until then...
You'll hold onto it tightly
Never let it go
As it has been your friend for life
Through all the highs and lows
579 · Feb 2014
I Don't See You As A Poet
Mike Hauser Feb 2014
I don't see you as a poet

But rather as the flow

The rhythm of the write

The pouring of the word

The beating of the tender heart

The clearing of the mind

I don't see you as a poet

But a purveyor of the times
578 · Apr 2014
Play For Me...
Mike Hauser Apr 2014
Play for me a melody
Something in a far off tune
One that brings the sounds together
The way it's meant to do

A symphony to fill the need
Of those who have lost sight
As woodwinds fill the air we breath
Setting music into flight

Play for me a rhapsody
One that takes me to cloud nine
Swoon me into ecstasy
As euphoria waits in line

With a hand held over my warming heart
As it flutters to the beat
Play for me a melody
That is ever so soft and sweet
578 · Jul 2016
It's No Secret
Mike Hauser Jul 2016
Happy is the look I'm going with
An opportunity I would hate to pass up or miss
Not one to kiss and tell but here it is
It's no secret I'm in love

The way the sun shines brighter in its rays
The giddy feeling I have throughout the day
The attitude of come whatever may
It's no secret I'm in love

The knowing that shows in the way that I smile
My heart eloping with the treasure I've found
Not too hard to find or figure it out
It's no secret I'm in love

Never being alone with you in my thoughts
Paying gladly the price no matter the cost
Finding you're all I need in my needs and wants
It's no secret I'm in love

When the weight of the world all but disappears
When the sound of your voice is all that I hear
When the sky opens up making everything clear
It's no secret I'm in love
577 · Nov 2015
Thanksgiving Day Buffet
Mike Hauser Nov 2015
We tried something different this year
A Thanksgiving day buffet
I really like the leftovers though
So I lined my pockets with cellophane

To justify my actions
As I stood in line
With the twenty bucks I was paying  
Would a little take out be such a crime

Being a master of illusion
I pointed and said is that Santa Claus
While everyone was looking
I filled my back pockets with cranberry sauce

Things were running rather smoothly
As we moved along
I was stuffing everything from giblets to gravy down my drawers
As if there was nothing wrong

With tomorrows lunch now in my pockets
I went back to the table to dine
Forgetting the cranberry sauce in my rear as I sat
I squirted the lady behind me in the eye

Her husband jumped quickly into action
He was a mountain of a man
We'll just call him Everest
I didn't have time to catch his name

He picked me up and started shaking
That's when my stuffing's came flying out
Tomorrows meal went everywhere
Splattering the entire dining crowed

There was quite a ruckus
As we chased around the restaurant
It's going to be hard to get my leftovers back
Now that I've lost my air of nonchalant

As we were knocking over tables
I got the idea to grab peoples plates
Not wanting to be a spoiler of the holidays
Out the door I hollered back

Have a Happy Thanksgiving Day!
Guess over the years you'll be happy to know I've created a trilogy, so this my friends...is the end!
577 · May 2014
...she said
Mike Hauser May 2014
leave the lights on she said
i need to find a path wide open
see where my dreams are going

as she crawled into bed
folded the sheets into a kite
for a later flight

want you join me she said
holding out her hand
i took it on command

no way of knowing what comes next
as we both closed our eyes
and opened the sky
576 · Dec 2015
exactalacaly
Mike Hauser Dec 2015
why do they call it a sneeze
when it's clearly achoo
or call you a nut
when you have a loose *****
they say do not speak
unless spoken to
i sometimes don't
but most often do

why does a mosquito buzz
when it comes in for a bite
why does light always rhyme
with the darkness of night
if they've had enough
they say go fly a kite
why is the cut off for cats
stop at nine lives

why if the world spins so fast
we don't all fly off
why does the doctor go there
then asks you to cough
why does your age mostly show
to those but not you
why is the grass green
why is the sky blue

are the sun and the moon
the best of good friends
do they stay up late nights
after we've long gone to bed
and who's in charge of the sugar plums
that dance in my head
that have gone to my hips
that are making me fat

just a few things
i ponder in life
the over and under
the may and just might
the good and the bad
the wrong and the write
the wondrous blunders
as I plunder through life
576 · Jan 2014
Rambling Boy
Mike Hauser Jan 2014
Rambling boy, ramble on
Your so far away from home
Where it is you'll end up next
Is as good as anybody's guess

Randomly you choose a star
The furthest one from where you are
Though you've not made it that far yet
Still to soon to place your bets

As you go from near to far
Trying to out run your life scars
That for years you've held onto
Or is it they wont let go of you

As you reach the far left coast
California raise a toast
This is now where you find you are
The Pacific holds your distant star

Rambling boy set your suitcase down
On the edge of surf and sand
This is where your meant to be
Contemplating life by the golden sea
576 · Feb 2015
february
Mike Hauser Feb 2015
february
saunters in

just like a breath
of fresh wind
cool to the taste
warm to the touch

february
month of love
576 · Jun 2016
~Love~
Mike Hauser Jun 2016
Love always hates it
When love finds no one to love
No where to go
To give itself up
No one around
Deserving of love
But isn't that really
Mostly all of us

It's not like love doesn't
Go out of its way
In the spreading of itself
Wherever it may
From the best parts of town
To the worst you can say
Love hates to not
Give itself away

Love has many stories
That love loves to tell
Especially when they're of
Love loving itself
So don't hate on love
It's only here to help
Those like me and you
Out of love to love ourselves
576 · Sep 2014
47 Years
Mike Hauser Sep 2014
For 47 years, yes 47 years
I've been writing poetry
At times I feel I'm in control
At other times I feel it's controlling me

It has taken me up the mountain
It has hung me off the ledge
If you ask me, something ain't right
Perhaps it's all in this poets head

With poetry being an emotional thing
It pushes as it pulls
I take up it's bell and let it ring
That's about all I know how to do

I slap it left as it slaps me right
Right upside the head
Smack dab in the middle of tomorrow night
Where poetry has made up my bed

Because for 47 years, yes 47 years
I've been writing poetry
At times I feel I'm in control
While at other times I feel it's controlling me
Mike Hauser Jan 2014
Three sisters, Love, Hope, and Dreams
Growing up always felt the need
To hold each others hands wherever they went
That way Love would not lose Hope and Hope would not lose Dreams

In life though it's bound to happen
The girls grew up and didn't see each other that much
Love and Hope stayed in semi contact
But with Dreams both of them lost touch

It seems sister Dreams couldn't stay
So one day Dreams just up and flew away
Leaving Love and Hope all alone
With an empty void since Dreams has been gone
575 · Apr 2015
Hey...Brad Pitt!
Mike Hauser Apr 2015
What does Brad Pitt have
That I don't have
Besides a movie star wife
And a couple dozen kids
Does he have the personality
To go along with it
I'm quite sure he does
Now that you mention it

What does Brad Pitt do
That I don't do
Besides the simple fact
That he makes women swoon
As they dream of him
Morning, night, and noon
Along with the other things
With him they'd like to do

What can Brad Pitt say
That I can't say
As he tries his best to keep
The young girls at bay
Every time he smiles
And looks their way
Melting tender hearts
Is the way Brad plays

What has Brad Pitt got
That I ain't got
Cause apparently
He's got a lot
But one thing I have
That Brad has not
Is the perfect woman
And the perfect love
575 · May 2014
Poetic Souls
Mike Hauser May 2014
Two separate continents
Different people, different lands
Yet with the same deep desire
To reach out and hold each others hands

To break the icy cold wall surrounding them
And search for the hot and burning passion
inside of their hearts
To dig deeper into the very corner of their souls
And colour the world with poetic art

Painting a picture where the world comes together
Through the harmony of rhyme
Creating a peaceful understanding
That will withstand the test of time

Tempted by the ****** snow
They struggle and stagger
until their blood fills the red warm lake
While the fools see the poetry world as detrimental
To them everything is just a beautiful mistake

And mistakes are made to make sure the world stays
On the edge of curiosity
Bringing together those people in distant lands
Back to that harmony

Poets are language lovers
As well as secret dreamers
In their vulnerable hearts they treasure
And live out those dreams forever and ever
A collaboration with Eunice Tung a 16 year old from Hong Kong I met on another poet site. Her parts are the deeper ones! She says her English is not that good but I don't see it!
575 · Aug 2014
Excuses
Mike Hauser Aug 2014
I've got piles of excuses
Just waiting in line
Of my favorite to use
I've perfected with time

From I had no idea
To the suns in my eyes
It's my allergies
That make it look like I cry

Or that dog of yours
Made all this mess
And I'd love to go out
If I wasn't already undressed

I used to do that
Before I threw out my back
I'd find your jokes funny
If I hadn't run out of laughs

I'd visit more often
If I had more time
These excuses are real
I swear I'm not lying

Would have done something
If that I had seen
Seems the older I get
The more my eyesight fails me

These are just a few of the excuses
Over the years I have saved
Never know when I'll need them
For a good excuse to be made
574 · Jul 2016
Unfinished Love Poem
Mike Hauser Jul 2016
From the time that we met
To the time that is left
Love is the reason
In all that we have

We hang it on signs
Where it's easy to find
That say I am yours
And of course you are mine

For years we have known
We are at home
As we make our way through
This unfinished love poem

That we'll continue to write
With the more that we find
Loves secret between us
In our daily lives

We've taken what works
Outside of the box
Giving love reason
To run its course

Until the end comes
And we both are gone
We'll always be apart of
This unfinished love poem
574 · Aug 2014
This Notion
Mike Hauser Aug 2014
I have this notion

I've had for some time

When it comes into motion

It brings you to mind

When it brings you to mind

I never regret

Having this notion

Of you in my head
574 · Jul 2015
The Vow
Mike Hauser Jul 2015
Wake up early in the morning
Put on a dress of white
Something borrowed, something blue
Something you knows he likes

With a hard time sleeping lately
All of your thoughts on him
So soon at the day, vows will be made
New beginnings bringing to an end

Absent mindley you tuck a hanky
Knowing how the tears will flow
The way they did when you last held hands
Not so long ago

As the church doors swing wide open
He is waiting down in front
Once again you gaze on him
With nothing short of love

You have a bit a deja vu
As your father walks you down the aisle
Who's job through life has been to hold you tight
As any father would a child

With tears flowing you stand before him
As you once again repeat your vows
To always love and cherish
As long as memory will allow

That is when the best of men
Step up on both the sides
And gently close the casket lid
On what was once your perfect life
574 · Jun 2013
A Life Of Cliches
Mike Hauser Jun 2013
I sometimes think about the if only
And dream about the what might have been
What does that all show me
Am I not happy with the place I'm in

All those years of reckless living
Would I have lived them any differently
They say hindsight is 20/20'
Is that why I can't see what's in front of me

I'm trying hard for the here and now
To live what's past is past
To count each and every blessing
Being thankful for everything I have

Why is man never satisfied
Why is he always wanting more
Not happy with his lot in life
Looking for the bigger score

Today is going to be one of those days
When my ship comes in
I will stand right where I'm at and say
I am where I should have been
574 · Jun 2015
~Moonbow~
Mike Hauser Jun 2015
She floats with ease

Through the empty sky

Past the moonbow's bend

Beyond the starless night

In search of tender treasures

She hopes to find

At the moonbow's end

Of cosmic colored lights
Mike Hauser Aug 2018
Your friends were floored
When you found the Lord
Changing your way of life

Yet they saw in you
Something new
Different as day and night

Though every now and then
You dip your toes in
The muddy waters of the mainstream

But that's okay
It's not like you dip every day
Anyways it's only up to your knees

"Just because you're a Christian
doesn't mean you have a license to sin"

You grew up in church
Where the lessons you learned
Were all grilled into your head

Barely leaving a mark
Upon your heart
To be nurtured and Godly fed

Although you know Jesus
There's a consensus
You're still a babe in the faith

Eating soft food and milk
Not sure you ever will
Taste the true goodness that is The Way

"Just because you've been forgiven
doesn't mean you have a license to sin"

You do everything right
Know all the Christian sound bites
Pray sometimes when you get the chance

Don't drink or smoke
Know that dope is for dopes
And wouldn't dare dance if given the chance

You see the world in its mess
And so thankful you're His
And with the good as gone you don't associate

You dabble in love
Hoping that it's enough
While in your heart you still hold hate

"Just because you're a Christian
doesn't mean you have a license to sin"
572 · Dec 2013
Numbers Not Names
Mike Hauser Dec 2013
I've been trying for years to get this thing down
The thing they call the marriage game
Been on the alter so many times around
I've given them all numbers instead of names

Well #1 didn't last to long
Blame it on being new to the rules
Thought of her as a slave starting on my wedding day
She thought of me as a mean cruel fool

Through #2, 3, and 4 I was much better
Though I still didn't have it down
#5, 6, 7, 8 I should have dropped after the first date
Then my lawyer bills wouldn't be such a mound

But #33 was always sweet to me
I remember how #42 gave her love away
One thing I did that wasn't dumb was to keep a wedding album
Where I could put a number to every face

It was #84 that was such a bore
Should have stuck with #13 the beauty queen
Or was that #88, it's hard to keep the ladies straight
Perhaps I should study that album in between

Looking back on it now, to the ladies I take a bow
I loved each and everyone like a wife
Treating them like royalty came easily to me
As I gave each and every one of them the best two months of their lives
572 · Feb 2015
hand me down life
Mike Hauser Feb 2015
your hand me down life
has never quite fitted right
it's either too small or too big
will you ever get used to it

still you take what's handed to you
whether too tight or too loose
you've come to accept it as truth
with hand me downs you don't get to choose

so you take your hand me down life
put it on without thinking twice
not really sure about the fit
but feel one day you may grow into it
571 · Jun 2015
Junkies
Mike Hauser Jun 2015
Can you tell me where it is
Can you show me where it's at
Could you please share with me
If there's any of it left

Maybe just a pinch
Perhaps a line or two
Don't you know if I had some
That I would share with you

Never seen it in a bottle
Nor in a leather pouch
But know that when you take it
It brings on a smile

Doesn't come in ounces
Or in bulk by the pound
As good as this stuff is
You'd think there'd be more around

We've all heard so much about it
And it's how we'd love to live
No need to do without it
Take that hit of happiness

We could all be junkies
Craving the latest fix
Slapping on our backs that monkey
Being happy happiness addicts
571 · Nov 2014
Out Of My Mind
Mike Hauser Nov 2014
There once was this girl
That I used to know
Would do some crazy things
But never would she show
Her love for me
I swear that I ain't lying
And that always drove me

Out of my mind

That very same girl
When we went out on a date
Would meet me wherever
But always showed up late
I'd sit there and wait for her
Time after time after time
And that always drove me

Out of my mind

Could never figure out
What it was about that girl
And why it was I let her
Take over my normal world
I gave her all and more
What she did I felt was a crime
And that always drove me

Out of my mind

One day she shut her mouth
And opened up her eyes
That was the day I was gone
Away from all the strife
I no longer needed her
Any more in my life
I was happy with where I was at
What a big surprise

**Out of my mind
Mike Hauser Apr 2016
Wait a minute buddy
Is this some sort of joke
No one told me this would happen
The moment I got old

That all my youthful vigor
Would be replaced with aches and pains
And that I would barely remember
My first let alone last name

And that all the pills I'm taking
Would be my meal replacement
I should buy stock in Advil
I'd be a millionaire if you know what I'm saying

Luckily I'm not there yet
Where diapers are a necessity
Guess I have to thank my prostate
Keeping the *** from running freely

And the hair that used to be
On top this shinny head
In my early 50's dug a tunnel
That now comes out my nose instead

Every morning when I wake up
I'm now wondering who, what, when, and why
Heaven looks a lot like my bedroom
When I feel like I have died

Guess all those old farts in the home are laughing
Over the wool they've pulled for fun
But don't worry all you young whipper snappers
Your day is soon to come

Yes someone somewhere is cackling
At this the cruelest joke
Though I find nothing funny
About me growing old
570 · Mar 2014
The Island
Mike Hauser Mar 2014
He grew up in what he called normal
As normal as normal can be
In a time and a place of mass confusion
In a lost society

Till the day he saw a picture of the Island
That's when the breeze blew in a sweet song
A place that he'd never even imagined
Yet a place that he knew he belonged

One bag was all that he needed
He gave away all of the rest
To some young conservative
Who in all likelihood never could guess

That it's all about the Island
A paradise within itself
Where there's no need for conversation
When there's no need for anything else

Yes, life for him now on the Island
Is what this life is all about
With all the city noise and man made toys
Things became to hard to figure out

He's been here longer than he can remember
Nothing for him now is the same
What was important to him way back then
Is nothing more than a memory away

Because life now is all about the Island
A paradise within itself
Where there's no longer the hustle and bustle
Only the lapping of waves and nothing else
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