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 Sep 2013 Sir B
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
 Sep 2013 Sir B
Annabelle Kathryn
Does he like me?
It's a simple question really
Not complicated at all
You would think i could find an answer
In the months we've been talking
In the years we've known each other
We never used to be close
But we are getting there.
 Sep 2013 Sir B
Cameron Godfrey
She was happy.
Not happy in the way that makes you smile every day
No one smiles every day.
That's what she told herself.

She was happy.
She was happy, or at least, she didn't cry herself to sleep
Not every day, anyway.

She was happy.
She wasn't full of laughter and there was no happy ever after
But she was happy. That's what she told herself.

She was happy
She wasn't completely wrecked, at least not the last time she checked
Maybe she was now, but still.

She was happy.

She was really happy.

She told herself she was happy.

She wasn't happy.
I'm happy.
 Sep 2013 Sir B
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
 Sep 2013 Sir B
Mike Hauser
If I could go back in time

The first thing I would do

Is take every line from all loves rhymes

And give them all to you
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