"hauser" poems
It's hard to write a poem
When there's nothing going on
It's hard to think of what to say
When you've given most of it away
As poets we never scratch the surface
We delve within, disclose our deepest sin
We crave our pain, declare it's for our art
Yet more often than not have no idea where to start
But start we do and start we must
A deep desire in all of us
To spill out on the written page
What little bit we have tried to save
Ink now is the poets blood
Fragments of self pour from within
Silence is our safety net
To stop us from bleeding out
Although it's hard to write a poem
With nothing going on
We still find words to form a verse
From deep within our marrow bone
Work © Mike Hauser & © Sia Jane
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
Once when I was a teen
~~~~~ I too ~~~~~
had a mood ring
Yes, it was the latest craze!
~~~ I remember that ~~~
~~ Yet, not much else ~~
~~ In that time of daze ~~
~ The color of my mood ring ~
Always seemed to stay the same
~~~~ It was a tinge ~~~
~~~ Of AquaMarine ~~~
~~ When I got It I read ~~
~~What that should mean~~
I never wore it for that factor though
~~ I wore it to feel like a Queen ~~
~My Theory is that mine~
Never changed it's shade
~ Forcasting my future ~
~Like a breaking wave~
~~~~~~WKR~~~~~~~
Kinda like this poem motivated # 3 See what you started Mike Hauser! We all had those Mood rings :)
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
*Would you mind if I wrote you a love poem
Would you care if I shared it with the world
Would it be okay if I filled it with cliches
As in I am the oyster and you are the pearl*
***Oh my, it'll be an absolute delight
Go ahead, let the earth be smitten
Let your words float in the twilight
It'll be a beauty no one has ever written***
*I ask would it be too much
If I compared your beauty to that of Spring flowers
Or how I could just sit here and stare
As I dreamly while away the hours*
***I'll be flushed with humility
As I am just one of His thankful creations
I'll allow your gaze even through infinity
Admiring beyond my imperfections***
*Would it be to much to say
That you put the night stars to shame
If I had my very own galaxy
On it I would place your name*
***You can ask the clouds and sky above
How your words touched my heart to the core
The unfeigned expression of your love
I'm truly blessed, couldn't ask for more***
*While all above is true enough
Against your beauty nature would lose
I think instead I'll make this poem
A simple "I love you"*
Eudora
Mike Hauser
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 7:19 AM UTC
HelloPoetry Blessed us all , no matter where we live.
I am truly Blessed by each and everyone alike here.
There are so many here on this here site that I am thankful for.
Sally Bayan, Mike Hauser, Iamdaisie, Olivia Kent, Wendy Ronshausen,Brandon Nagley, Earl Jane, Rachel Sia Jane Lloyd, Lydia Monet,Neil Aranda, Mark Cleavenger, Ann Marie Johnson, Melanie Wilson-Herring, Mike Essig, **** Paz Its Gonna Make Sense.
PrttyBrd, Vicki Bashor, Kripi Mehra, Willyam Pax, Poetess Bhumi, Kelly Rose.
Elizabeth Burnettge, Toni Pugh, Paul Champman, David Lewis Paget.
Ryn, Sean Scibbles, Aurelia, Kim Johanna Baker,Yasaman Johari.
Lady RF,Crazy Diamond Kristy, Weeping Willow, Alyssa Underwood.
MydstopiA,adhi das, South by southwest, Petal, soulsurvivor.
reformdancerecover,Ashly Kocher, Mack, Travler, Randolph Wilson.
Plus many more whom are very special indeed whom did not make this poem love you all in Christ.
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 2:03 PM UTC
***Let me go for a gleeful ride on the rainbow
Or sit on the moon to watch the stars put up a show
Put on my wings and light up the night with fireflies
Or just calming the earth as the wind in disguise***
*Sometimes it seems to me that all I do is dream
Try as hard as I might by any ways and means
Please don't force me to face reality
When all I want to do in life is take the time to dream*
***Be it floating on the clouds admiring the beautiful sight
Or dancing with my love in the snow showers
Little fairies hold buckets to collect my tears at night
While I dip into a pool filled with my favorite flowers***
*Because to me inside a dream is like a playful tune
That I love to sing by any means letting the dreams loose
From the middle of the imagined to the very edge of time
A steady stream I hope to dream forever in my mind*
***Strolling through a delicious tunnel of sweetness
Savoring the generous free flow of chocolate fall
The trees humming melodies, they leave me speechless
As curly vines of mixed berries crawl up the wall***
*Using life as the reflection inside of my dream scape
Moving further in the direction of the dream for the dreams sake
Where in time I hope to find what all along I have believed
That the dream I'm in at this moment is in fact my reality*
Eudora
Mike Hauser
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
I want to thank Vicki, Poetry Journal, Paul Butter, Adhi das, Mia, FJ Davis .
Anu, Sukeeti, Paul Gaffney,NvrMd, Pradip, It gonna make sense, Marian.
Timothy,Jasmine,Georgia,Janiloms,Iluvia,Nameless wonder,Firefly, Bianca.Mike Hauser , Mohamed ,Falen Acon,MydystopiA, Vanessa Gatley, and Nicole.
Plus so many more whom poems are so beautiful, they touch us all.
I just want to let you all know on here that you are truly appreciated.
For all of your beautiful words , feelings that went into your poems.
I just wanted to say thank you to each and everyone of you all here.
God bless each of you today and every single day that you live here.
Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 6:53 AM UTC
He truly loved the purple sun, descending from the hills,
The ways through the woods, the singing blackbird
And the joys of green.
Sombre was his dwelling in the shadows of the tree
And his face undefiled.
God, a tender flame, spoke to his heart:
Oh son of man!
Silently his step turned to the city in the evening;
A mysterious complaint fell from his lips:
“I shall become a horseman.”
But bush and beast did follow his ways
To the pale people’s house and garden at dusk,
And his murderer sought after him.
Spring and summer and – oh so beautiful – the fall
Of the righteous. His silent steps
Passed by the dark rooms of the dreamers.
At night he and his star dwelled alone.
He saw the snow fall on bare branches
And in the murky doorway the assassin’s shadow.
Silvern sank the unborne’s head.
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*I believe it's time I straightened up
Knocked the dust from off my mind
Make some room for different thoughts
Find which ones I need to wipe*
***Rancorous experiences and sombre days
Or unending expectations of the people around me
Do my utmost to please hearts in different ways
Throbbing particles in my head, no one could see***
*As I feel my way along the fray
The razors edge that cuts too deep
Only in my minds eye can I blink away
All those thoughts that pressure me*
***Yes it is indeed time..
To deterge the nagging wounds in my mind
And cease the harsh ringing when they chime
Breathe them all out while I let my myself unwind***
Mike Hauser
Eudora
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 9:22 AM UTC
Mike Hauser had a brilliant idea to “Pass the pen” and see where it got us. This, Friends, is the result.
**I write of the stars
I write of the moon
I write of the things
That I love to do
I write of the lies
While telling the truth
And when I am through
I pass the pen to you**
*I read the things
that went before
and add my thoughts
for you to write more
of things we love
and things we hate
so here's the pen,
now contemplate!*
*I wait like a kid
the anticipation
breaks my quiet
like a train in station
with thoughts
pouring out
like the traveling weary
so here's the pen
"now what's my hurry?"*
**While looking at this
And studying that
As our poetic peruse
Comes up to bat
With much more in store
From the writer's’ knack
I jot down my last line
Then pass the pen back**
*and now it get's fun
with my lines and yours
at least it keeps me
from doing my chores!
fingers be nimble
brain be quick
I finished this part
now here's the Bic.*
**With words tattered and torn
I have you here to mend
Don’t know where I’m going
Brain lights on dim
With little or no warning
Here it comes again
All on a whim
I hand you the pen**
*so who will care
if we make no sense
“these poets here
must have the bends!”
but all the same
we’ve had our yen
it was a good run
let's retire the pen*
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 2:29 PM UTC
Read Mike's work and you will find
humour sincerity and a story well defined.
He oozes talent, is a master of his craft
With all twenty six letters, he's not daft.
His timing is brilliant, he'll put a smile on your face
His quick wit will have you rolling about the place.
You are Mike the world champion of poetry.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 8:15 AM UTC
I live in the East
You live in the West
I roll to the right
You lean to the left
You watch the game,
I text my friends for fun.
You write every day,
What awaits me is always unsung.
I'm one that loves vanilla
While you prefer your chocolate
You live life in the open
I tend to close and lock it
I like the night,
You await the morning.
My sunsets, purple and pink,
Your sunrise has orange hues adorning.
I'm early to bed early to rise
You never seem to close your eyes
These days I'm moving rather slow
As you're always on the go
You have your coffee with cream,
I have my Kombucha tea.
You grill up some steaks to eat,
I say pass the salad to me.
Though we're miles apart
In differences between
Commonality we definitely
Have in our love of poetry
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
~~~~There is turmoil in the turning,
Breakage in the bend,
Talks of new beginnings,
Whispers of the end.
*Screams of silence so deafening,
Lips that move without a sound.
Never knowing what's happening,
Feeling lost, fighting to be found.*
Something on the surface,
That begs for something more.
The meaning in the purpose,
The dangle of the lure.
*The escaping thoughts of mind,
Lost to the strong willed
Caught up in the social grind,
The way of life was once killed.*
*Oh!, and ain't it a shame?
Staying still, while life races by
Losing this grandest of games
Barely floating, while everyone else can fly...*
That's where some will find themselves,
Arms down by their side.
Standing here if nowhere else,
This, their lot in life.
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC
Brandon Bless you brother for your Holy Spirit filled poems.
Bless you Elsa , for your heart and God is using your poems.
Bless you Just Melz, Marion,Nicole,Dark and beautiful too.
Wolf Spirit,DC Raw,Ignatinus, David, Timothy, Joshua..
Joe Kevin, Gary L, Traveler, Mike Hauser, Anto MacRuaridh.
Soulsurvivoe, weeping willow,Hilda.Emma, MargotDylan.
I want to name each and everyone of you that I follow/
Beth St Claire, Nicole, Elizabeth Squire,Mark Cleavenger.
Forgotten Heart, Haley Madison, Eudora, Ann M Johnson.n
Vanessa Gatley, Beryl Dov, Mercie B, Paul Butters, Emma.
Nateive Son,Dopperganger, Cecil Miller,My cup overrunth.
Sweetpea, Frank Ruland, olestory teller, Ridicule, Tivonna.
Carolin, Anu, Nicole Dawn. plus so many more inspires me.
Please forgive me if you are not on here I love you all.
Everyone of you inspires me , I see your courage and your love.
May Christ always bless you all abundantly with his blessings.
I see the courage in all of you whom have my life here on HP.
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
When two poets put their heads together
And pull out their pens to write
There’s no way to know the direction they’ll go
When it comes to the rhythm and rhyme
They could write about a simple theme
Or a deep one that makes you think
Their words might make you beam
Or take you to sorrow’s brink
Whatever they decide to confide
In this melding of the minds
It’s sure to indeed make you think
Or at least bring you closer to the light
When their words roll into sentences
You’ll be carried along on a magical tide
And surely when the end arrives
You’ll be glad you came along for the ride
By Mike Hauser and Mfena Ortswen
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 4:24 PM UTC
There's a magical place in the forest
Where fairies go to cultivate
Flutter around with verses and rhyme
Sweet poetry they make
They frolic amongst the
Verbs and nouns
Plucking flowers and synonyms
Joining hands and ripe phrases
Create odes they want to sing
Cross pollinating the pieces of poetry
With different story lines
Fertilizing with a purpose
In the growing of the rhyme.
Their dainty feet
Sow similie seeds,
And their deft little hands
Root out mispelled weeds.
Then they whisper the words to the
passing breeze
Who takes words, caresses them,
And floats with ease.
They travel and roam
Off to distant pastures new
Where they settle
And blossom into a muse.
Then implant in the mind
Of a resting poet
Enter his thoughts and views
Who upon waking
Will stretch, smile and write,
And continue to grow and enthuse.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
Traveling a rocky shore,
In spite of waves that threaten.
Carried deep into the sea,
Into a lapse of memory.
As darkness pulls my very soul
The deep can't slay my fate.
Lost in all its meaning,
While I see my final day.
Awakened by the truth,
As I stare in much confusion.
Struggling to stand,
And to see through blinding light.
Beckoning me onwards even further
through the ocean,
As I struggle in its wake to see the source of mystic beauty.
I follow to the homelands,
Where the birth of man has happened.
Staring in amazement at the sunken ancient islands.
Enlightened in the truth of life,
My travel has been ended.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
They say the grass is greener
On the other side
Which makes me wonder what color grass they see
When they look at mine
People are never satisfied
with their token hue,
gardens perceive many views 'neath blue moons
yet still seek to plant their own rose colored seeds
But with the hand of seed comes a heart in need
To plant where they will thrive
And when we look at our lives deep
We see a parched land much too dry
Upgrading new playgrounds 'tween picket transplants
only proves to drain emotional fence posts,
there's no satisfaction in elevation's turf ventures
proof grows amuck the dark sod of every plot perused
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
A carousel of dreams I'm riding
Through the days and nights, exciting
What will come I do not know
But this whimsical path I will follow
Hiking through mountains of magical dreams
Waterfalls cascading from mystical streams
As leaves on the trees whisper to me
Take what holds you back and set it free
Letting out all that has been held
An invigorating sight is unveiled
A life stream of all dreams unsheathed
Utopia of imagination I've received
As bright colors burst from the heavens above
Flooding the land with the water of love
At the purpose of moment the perfection of place
All in the right time and space
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 3:47 PM UTC
When it is I set my sights
On what all man has done
I'm not sure it is I like
What all man has become
This is the evaluation of evolution
The evolution of what we've become
This is the resurgence of a revolution
The revolution of us running from us
Though it's one we often fight
It is one we seldom win
A war that's waged inside our minds
Fought for the souls of man
The heart is a mechanism, I know this much
The mind is fizzled, but it catches the senses
The eyes seem human, they've got tear ducts
The soul is a body rack, that builds its own fences
We seem to treat life as if it's a game
Lost in the playground of wonder
Where we're our own bullies and nothing's the same
As we drag ourselves under
Lost in the fray of wonder and folly
We're the sheep headed for slaughter
It's the war of empathy and apathy
Passed down to our sons and daughters
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
There's a quality to her smile
That these days is not often seen
One that triggers memories
Of places you'd hate to leave
There's a depth inside of her eyes
Of oceans deep and rivers wide
No submarine could endure
The bottom of her waters
There's a sad ache to her touch
A whisper on her wind
That brings you oh so close to her
Then let's you go again
There's a graveness in her voice
A silence filled with screams
That penetrates your very soul
If you dare to listen
Would you like to know a secret
If you do, this one's for free
If you care to dare to look real close
You'll see this girl is me
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
**If I had to guess on what I've seen
I'm not too sure that she likes me
I've played the game, I know it well
But with this girl it's hard to tell**
*If I could talk to just anyone
Then talking to him would be fun
He seems funny, he seems so nice
I only need to break the ice*
**I'm afraid of what she might say
If I give too much of myself away
If she thinks me another man
Will she like me for who I am**
*When conversing, he seems so closed
Almost as if he is trying to pose
Wondering what he is hiding
I conclude that it's dividing*
**With her style and class she is far above me
Afraid to ask if she could ever love me
A girl like her, a boy like me
I have my wants, she is my need**
*With his depth and thought he's far away from me
Afraid to wonder if he could know me
A mind like his, a fool like me
My longing for him is decreed*
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 7:03 PM UTC
These days I have more flashbacks
Than I do reality
I wish the past would just sit back
And leave this poor boy be
But the past it holds more flavor
Than a stick of chewing gum
When it comes to what I savor
Babe your still the one
All I dream is you and me
Heart struck that youre gone
Forever my love I hoped you see
You are my transcendent song
The places we used to visit
A time when our hearts flourished
When the skies were our only limit
Beautiful times we cherished
Never knowing where we will end
Just a bunch of mysteries
For time to us we thought would bend
And now I have just memories
But as they say all things come to an end
And come to an end they must
For what we once held together
Are now ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
Jax,Lily,Flawless,Marta,Dr.Shweta,Shiv,Neeraj,Dg.
Emeka,Miss,Jules,Bridgett,Salim, Joceyn,memoona.
Sampreeta,daud,Stephanie,Grace,No name,Eloisa.
Hijenduanao,Kauthar,Damien,Joye,Marta,Narendra.
Jolene, Perry, Freebird,Surbhi,Godawan,Ikimi,tm,
Xaela,try,S Nirmal,Astrea,Erin,Mindless,Lace,HB.
AP,Timur,Kasidee,Caterra,the untold,Melancholy.
Melanie,mckenzie, clark,beebz,sherri,bryan,bakunawa.
khaliyah,brianna,Ay2brutus,Angel-like,Maxx,Lure ***
Mike, me zeal, Kim,Kim,Maeiby,Shanath,Marshall,xallan.
Weeping Willow,Mike Hauser,Serena,AnnMarie,DavidLewis.
JenniferJohnson, itgonnamakesense,Mike Essiq,Nancy.
Olivia,Paul,Mark,Phil,PoetressBhumi and Wilyam Pax.
Here some more love you all, I pray that you are blessed.
Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
*When I look around my life
I feel I'm only scratching the surface
I often throw out the question of 'why'
and wonder if it's really worth it
Aren't we here with a job to do
or maybe that's just what they say
A more positive outlook I'd choose
and find a better purpose to my day
I could climb the highest of mountains
which would mean taking to the streets
helping out those who have lost all hope
giving of myself in their need
I just want to give a part of me
that I have not always been shown
offer all I have within my heart
the best feeling we could ever know
Because life's not all about what you take
but what you have to give
not giving all you have would be a mistake
and really is no way to live*
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
I add kindle to the fire
That burns deep down inside
Everytime it is I pick up the pen
As I sit down to write
Upon the white
Pieces of paper
That send your name back to me
Reminding me of
A soul that gleams
With the beauty of
Caspian seas
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 11:20 AM UTC