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Splendid China (located in Orlando, Florida)
By
Diane Hein
November 5, 2003
Acres and acres of Chinese history
Spread gloriously in miniature
Pagodas,
Temples
The Great Wall
Buddhas
Warriors
Thousands of years compacted
In my three hour trip
Where could I ever find such artistic
detail
Except in Splendid China.
By Diane Hein
September 25, 2003
Can a man be trained?
Women often ask.
For men to put the toilet seat down
Without a smirk or frown!
To completely cap the toothpaste
When they're off to work in haste.
Oh centuries have now gone by
To change a man, women still will
try!
My Little Clown Flower Garden
By Diane Hein
September 25, 2003
I have a little garden by my door
Tending to it is hardly a chore.
But instead wonderment from it I derive
Watching it grow makes me feel so
alive.
The rich, dark potting soil I love
to feel
While I plant delightful flowers
and kneel.
Even the fresh, pungent mulch smells
so good
The fragrance beings me back to my
childhood.
Yes my new hobby brings me much pleasure
It makes my heart happy, such a great
lure!
Our Assembly
By
Diane Hein
June 27, 2003
We must pick up the pieces
Of life's many challenges
Things that went wrong
Or people who let us down
Bending over often
Gathering debris thrown on our ground.
Reasoning away the little hurts
Dealing with the big ones
Forgiving often.
Then assembling all the parts
Into one solid, strong, loving self.
Great Expectations
By Diane Hein
June 20, 2003
We expect the sun to rise
And expect the stars to shine.
Knowledge taught by others after
our birth.
But one sad lesson we taught ourselves
Expecting others to be just like
us.
On Breaking Habits
By
Diane Hein
June 20, 2003
It's never too late to change
Habits can be broken
Fall asleep with your goals
And vision yourself shiny and new.
Then wake up every morn
And carve a new reality.
Haiku 17 syllables or less in 3 to 4 lines
By Diane Hein
June 20, 2003
Wiggle your words
Your listener needs
Your speech to fit just them.
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The clock head turns
Rotating all its minutes
Into one hour.
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Pre-washed jeans
A fashion statement
Written for profit.
------------------------------------------
Birds flying
Wind pockets created
In God's shirt.
-----------------------------------------
Happiness comes to my door
I welcome
This best seller.
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Blue skies step out
Sunset steps in
Dusk is a beautiful dance.
--------------------------------------
Live well with your shadows
They will make your light
Stand out.
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There's no need to rush
Know your lover well
Before you fall in love.
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It was their era
A time together
A time now to go.
---------------------------------------
Snap went their rubber band
They stretched it
As far as they could go.
-------------------------------------
They spoke volumes together
There is a time
When all has been said.
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A spoon, a fork, a knife
At dinnertime
A three-way conversation.
---------------------------------------
A butterfly takes wing
Fresh flowers
Are always uplifting.
-------------------------------------
Love whispers and is soft
It never shouts
Until it is over with.
-------------------------------------------
Hurriedly runs the cat
Time runs out
Even when you have nine lives.
------------------------------------------
Sitting on a bench
I watch birds fly by
And my time.
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The sun shines
Warming earth
Warming my heart.
-----------------------------------------
Love like flowers
Can bloom for a lifetime
Or just one season.
------------------------------------------
I live in two homes,
My body and my mind
Both need upkeep.
-------------------------------------------
Diamonds sparkle
Rubies glow
Forgiveness radiates.
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By Diane Hein
Jaunuary 4, 2004
Give to yourself a little present...
Take the time to love yourself each
day.
Forgive all the mistakes you made,
Be most proud of who you are
And rebuild yourself back up.
Show some kindness to your soul
God gave you many good gifts
So celebrate who you are!
An Afternoon Pause
By Diane Hein
August 27, 2003
It's the slow nudge of the afternoon
That makes me stop.
Hot tea awaits me
To speed up the hour's pulse.
But between slow sips
I have fragmented daydreams
Where I face my challenges
And achieve my goals.
Our Hourglass Minds
By Diane Hein
November 20, 2003
The fullness of a thought
Plump with its meanings
From our hourglass minds.
When the sands of our past
Trickle into the present
And give definition of who we are.
Landscaping
By Diane Hein
November 20, 2003
I strive
To make the best of each hour.
Landscaped minutes
Not only have beauty
But order and harmony.
Success is built on this.
Going with the Flow with the Unexpected
By Diane Hein
February 23, 2003
Grief comes in waves like the rolling
blue sea
A morning tide that washes over me.
But as the water recedes and flows
back
I steady myself for the next attack.
I'll learn to flow with life's big
and small blows
To stay on top avoiding undertows.
Home Bound
By Diane Hein
April 24, 2002
Home is where the music lies
Its divine refrain comforts me.
When life presents a discord
Home is where the sweet song plays.
A silver bell waits for me
In my chapel at day's end.
The lovely sound comforts me
Home is where harmony plays.
A Northern Spring
By Diane
Hein
April 25, 2003
A northern spring is born piecemeal...
Bits of green poke above the brown
Dew-filled air ghosts the early morn
Trees dappled with leafy buds
Daffodils want to rise and smile
Bushes freed from the hostage cold
Hearts warmed by April's wondrous
joy.
A Mother's Joy
By Diane Hein
May 25, 2003
All dressed up in pink
A baby in her Sunday best.
Mom is on a stroll.
Bursting in pride
Beaming in joy
Bottomless in love.
New Beginnings
By Diane Hein
July 25, 2003
It's time to move on.
Yesterday's hallways I shall leave
I hear their music.
New rhythms bounce in me
As they pull me forward.
My eyes have dried
And the rains have helped me bloom
I'm growing in a new garden of dreams.
My Journey
By Diane Hein
July 17, 2004
I chase the comet
It's still out there.
Light years away perhaps
But like the journey of the Magi
If I travel all night
I'll reach the tail and hold on tight.
Then I'll climb all the stars
Where dreams do come true.
One Aspiration!
By Diane Hein
August 1, 2003
Oh I aspire to be a great listener
To hear all you say
Walk in your shoes
And understand your way.
To pay attention while you speak
And concentrate on your words
Then absorb their mystique
That is my wish today.
The Eternal Flower
By Diane Hein
May 4, 2003
The annual flowers
Like zinnias and pansies
Grow, bloom and charm.
Loveliness for the summer
Once a year
And then they are gone.
But plant and nurture
Forgiveness
And this perennial flower
Will beautify forever.
To Our Brave Military
By Diane Hein
January 5, 2004
To see our soldiers fight
Who must be strong
Come back safely
You make us so proud!
To fight all hours
To assure our freedom
Come back safely
You make us so proud.
Decision-Making Time
By Diane Hein
August
7, 2003
A new second
A new hour
A new day.
Time to go forward
And search the seas
And roam new avenues.
Live in the present while
Still walking towards the future.
To grow on a winding vine
And keep stretching for the sun.
To always look ahead
While making the decision
To be happy in the moment.
Losses
By Diane Hein
September 7, 2003
There are losses we say we cannot
bear
To lose them we know our hearts would
then tear.
The things and people we cannot give
up
Because we know that they so fill
our cup.
Yet time might pass when they or we
must go
Our treasures are gone and we bear
the low.
For life has its cycles of discontent
But let's use our inner strength
God has sent.
Healthy Intuition
By Diane Hein
September 14, 2003
The body knows best
It is wise beyond its years
Listen to its rhythm
And be attuned to its aches.
For when it cries
There is a wintry dance
That needs a summer solace
Of peace and much needed rest.
My Wish
By Diane Hein
September 21, 2003
Words that are light like air
Dancing in space with waltzing feet
Floating with cheer to my friends
Full of joy, love and hope.
May they tickle their soul
That is what I wish for today!
Until Time's End
By Diane Hein
October 5, 2003
Nourishment scarce on the branches
The leaves are frantic in the trees
Summer's end is here.
Fall's spectrum wants in
Clinging like mortals, waiting for
hope
That they shall live longer
That they shall see just one more
day
The way I'll always want to be.
The Magic of Two Words
By Diane Hein
February 21, 2003
Appreciation like a fast chariot
Rides on air
Reaching vaulted destinations
To those who have toiled
Just for us.
So remember
A well-placed "thank you"
Brings a golden garland
And light on shady days
To all you know.
By Diane Hein
September 5, 2003
Come find me for I am here
Among the Florida skies.
In the wind there is my voice
It speaks of many things:
The seasons of the year
The world today
Its laughter, its tears
And of you and me,
But most importantly
The hope of tomorrow's tapestry.
A Sunny Christmas Eve in the City
By Diane Hein
December 24, 2003
It was sunny in the city
Smiling windows glistened with glee.
The nine to five crowd walked in stride
But with an extra light glide.
Shoppers stuffed with their Christmas
cash
To make a final shopping dash!
Hints of Hope
By Diane Hein
September 11, 2002
Hope strolled in today
It's soft and quiet
Yet its whisper I still hear.
I'll take its hand
And be a good friend.
Together with the passing hours
We'll sing not just one song
But a chorus to last the whole day
long!
Seeking The Perfect White Pearl
By Diane Hein
November 11, 2003
We seek this white natural beauty
Shiny and smooth.
Flawless we want it to be.
Man's search for perfection
Works great for pearls
But not people.
To accept human flaws
Is a much bigger challenge
A priceless pearl worth cultivating!
God's Love
By Diane Hein
December 4, 2003
God's love is always ever true
From sunrise to next morning dew.
He gives us the great gift of life
To treasure even through all strife.
Our purpose is to spread His love
And let it have the wings of a dove.
Winter Wonders
By Diane Hein
December 15, 2003
The cool winter breeze smiles in
Sparkling, crisp and pure,
Like a gold chain
Its 24-karat brilliance circles me.
My autumn eyes melt away
The air very crystal clear
I see the world so differently!
The magic of this season
It has no bounds,
Invigorated now
I feel courageous
Able to conquer all!
The Changing World
By Diane Hein
December 16, 2003
The world has changed
Love seems less and less
Thankfulness appears a lost art
Religion often an afterthought
But if we stick to our ideals
The earth will keep spinning
And good will overcome evil.
The Bounce of a Child
By Diane Hein
May 5, 2003
A child's rhythm has no end
So where does it begin?
Love and laughter in their hearts
And big smiles from their birth.
The magic of youthful joy.
The Anti-Aging Pill
By Diane Hein
April 4, 2003
A youthful heart is merry
A middle-aged heart is never idle
An aging heart which loves
Stays forever young.
Elderly Concerns
By Diane Hein
December 10, 2002
It's Senior Citizen Monday
Four men, two women,
A round table discussion
Over their coffee
Discussing not Iraq
Or 9/11.
But of Vitamin E and Prilosec
Longevity and well being
Override worldly concerns.
Ideas
By Diane Hein
December 15, 2003
I have an idea
Let me lay it out across the sun
Where light will keep it warm.
And when I'm ready
I shall plant its seed in my yard
And nurture it with praise.
Then a full garden will grow
And I shall reap a full bouquet.
Losses
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
There are losses we say we cannot
bear
To lose them we know our hearts would
then tear.
The things and people we cannot give
up
Because we know that they so fill
our cup.
Yet time might pass when they or we
must go
Our treasures are gone and we bear
the low.
For life has its cycles of discontent
But let's use our inner strength
God has sent.
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Beauty is this flower's gracious charm
From a garden, florist or a farm.
Soft petals that open wide
Hints of fragrance even at nightside.
Love's strong symbol on Valentine's
Day
Often in an exquisite bouquet.
Yes the red rose has so much power
Elegant magic each passing hour!
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The woman I am
knows no bounds
Challenges not problems
in life's fairgrounds.
She goes her way
which drives belief
That persistence is key
in any cloverleaf.
The woman I am
has a big dream
That she will win
even swimming upstream.
The Dream to Achieve
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The dream to achieve
Is it a gene or self taught?
Does the baby inherently walk
Or rise to mimic his or her parents?
To finish school
To explore the unknown
To find health
To build a career
To explore the unknown
To meet our mate
To find happiness
To achieve peace
Lofty dreams have we
Some are caught in a moment's wind
Others year to excavate
But keep your spirit alive
And above all
Thirst to win.
Dreamlets
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Those morning hours when on my pillow
my head still lays
When I drift in and out of light
sleep and my mind plays.
Not awake yet awake my body frozen
in time
Images dance to and fro as I snooze
in their rhyme.
Do I get up and then go to work or
should I stay
For one more short round in my little
dreamlet buffet!
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The wise cat
Sits and watches
Eyeing his prey
Knows the right moment
When to run and leap.
The wise pupil
Studies his subject
Learns it wells
Knows the right moment
When to use it.
It's the Small Things
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
It's the small things that make a day go well
A child's smile
A husband's kiss
A wife's thank you
A friend's call
A mother's blessing
A father's approval.
Humble are these moments
But grand on scale to you and me.
A Wonderful Perfume
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
A gentle sprinkle of compliments
Misted through the air
The fragrance lifts hearts
With beads of cheer and joy.
So let's release this exquisite perfume
As flattery is the best gift
To give those we know.
Here's to Planting!
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Plant a seedling
Watch it grow
Plant some love
Watch it spread
Water your flowers
Watch them blossom
Water your spirit
Watch it bloom
We're all soulful gardens
Needing nurture
For a bountiful harvest.
The Man of the Sea
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
I wonder at the men of the sea
The fishing boats that become their
home
To make a living working all day
long
And often in the pitch black of night.
Through calm waters
To waves of rage
To icy waters splashing on the deck.
What special gift makes these men
Risk life, limb and family
Who am I to ever complain?
God is There Throughout the Year
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
God is with you through all of the
year
Spring, summer, fall, winter have
no fear.
He's the Man to hold you twelve months
long
Take your prayers to Him by word
or song.
Come Summer when heat is on your head
Gold will give you soft grass on
which to bed.
In Spring when dew is on the wet ground
God will take your hand until you're
found.
In Autumn when it's so crisp and cool
The Lord provides spiritual fuel.
When Winter comes with frost and cold
God loves you here or in Cotswold.
The Old Oak Tree
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Your outstretched limbs and leaves
of green
Come protect me now from the wind.
I will seek refuge in your arms
To help me again feel thick-skinned.
Nature has its most humble way
To give her hand to us
When we need a mental lift without
a fuss.
So for this hour I'll take some pause
And learn back against your proud
bark
Then I will rise up again
And feel strong like famed Joan of
Arc.
The Cook and the Hostess
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The young man so single and free
Took fancy of a gal whose pretty
legs grew on him!
Daily as he gazed upon her
The gleam in his eyes plucked up
his nerve.
The cook and the hostess
Could they be a match forever and
a day?
Yes they wedded long ago
For this is the story of my mom and
dad.
It's Autumn!
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
A dollop of autumn dropped in today
Heat and humidity finally nudged
aside
A smidge of cool air sneaks through
my Florida palm
Nature unrolls her new mood
And I welcome her red carpet.
Haiku By Diane Hein
Definition of a treat:
Heaven in the mouth
Hell on the hips!
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Never brush love aside
With each stroke
You'll come alive.
My Mr. Right!
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
I have no mate but yes it must be
Somewhere he is out there for me!
A man who kisses me each morn
With him I'll feel twice born.
On Friday nights he'll take me out
We'll dine and dance all night no
doubt.
Yes somewhere a man is out there
Affectionate, a trait so rare
He'll treat me well in him I'll trust
His love for me will be robust!
Hats off to My Parents!
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
I had great parents who encouraged
me
Sent me to school to be all I could
be.
A dad who involved me in many things
A mom who loved me without any strings.
Yes they were a combo of golden days
And to them I bestow my highest praise.
Two Treasured and Powerful Words
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
There are two little words we love
so much
The precious ones that our hearts
they do touch
A short sentence that stands like
a tower
"Thank you!" has unbelievable power.
Tricks Up Her Sleeve!
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Old age tricked her
She thought she was immune
To stop wrinkling
Lotions and potions
Upon her face she smeared!
But Mother Time ignored them
She has her own inner clock
Steadily pulling at skin and muscle
Creating furrows on a face.
But the old lady had cash stashed
For a rainy day,
So what better use for it now
Than to befriend a scalpel today!
How to Know a Lady of the Night!
By
Diane Hein
November 17, 2003
She comes from behind the dark lamp
post
Silk stockings and garters for her
host.
A smile and flutter of eyelashes
A Morse code without dots or dashes!
She wears a short skirt and three
inch heels
This helps her make many handsome
deals.
Red rosy lips and bright blushing
cheeks
Often from heavy perfume she reeks.
A tight bustier shows her cleavage
A hot spot for men that gives her
edge!
So saunters a Lady of the Night
A devilish temptress in easy sight!
Breakfast Moms
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Here they come with babes in arms
And bassinettes in tow.
Diapers ready for spills
Bottles filled with milk
Rattles for eager hands
Rubber rings for suckling mouths.
Yes Breakfast Moms are here today
Sparkling eyes even after little
sleep.
Beaming smiles as they kiss their
babies
These mothers have a heavenly glow
Because of God's glorious gifts to
them.
One Aspiration!
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Oh I aspire to be a great listener
To hear all you say
Walk in your shoes
And understand your way.
To pay attention while you speak
And concentrate on your words
Then absorb their mystique
That is my wish today.
Yesterday's Toys
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Hoola hoops and slinkies, toys of
days gone by
My childhood days so filled with
fun my heart would fly!
A Howdy Doody puppet I owned one too
Loved him on TV and at home through
and through.
Oh my priceless treasures, yes they
are now sold
Worth gold now but in someone else's
billfold!
But their memories I am so I'm thankful
for
And that my parents gave me those
toys and more!
Against All Odds
By Diane Hein
August 8, 2002
Time is brave.
It marches on without thought
Fear or intimidation.
It just grips the moment
Faces challenges
And carries on.
My Song
By Diane Hein
August 8, 2002
Heart-shaped songs I sang to you
One heavenly summer.
My music took life on a golden June
porch
While I waited for your kiss
Your touch
Your love.
On His Leaving
By Diane Hein
August 9, 2002
He left without a kiss
No trace of him on me now.
But I recollect the time we spent
together
His warm touch drying me on rainy
days
And rainbows surrounding me from
his hugs.
I could be sad that love that faded
away
But no...
I'm glad for his tenderness until
this day.
Late Night Spooks!
By Diane Hein
July 29, 2002
I took to deep dreaming late last
night
And turned out it caused me great
fright.
Images that came from who knows where
They spooked me so, and I felt their
dare!
Our minds play such naughty games
with us
I need to figure out this ruck-us!
On Dreaming
By Diane Hein
August 2, 2002
Nights of toiling in my dreams
Visionary clues buried deep at two
a.m.
I'm half awake, half asleep
Deciphering thoughts that drive me
mad!
Hours later answers sweep across
the black sky
Peace and sleep at last.
Some Day?
By Diane Hein
August 2, 2002
I sit afar from my dream
But his eyes never find me.
Someday I wish we would meet
Just a "hello" would be fine.
That time may be months away
For that moment I will pray.
On Smiling
By
Diane Hein
August 1, 2002
To greet the morning with a smile
This shooting star shines brighter
Than the yellow sun.
Corridors I must face now open wider
And I step lighter
When I don this candle to my lips.
Home Bound
By Diane Hein
July
29, 2002
Home is where the music lies
Its divine refrain comforts me.
When life presents a discord
Home is where the sweet song plays.
A silver bell waits for me
In my chapel at day's end.
The lovely sound comforts me
Home is where harmony plays.
Losses
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
There are losses we say we cannot
bear
To lose them we know our hearts would
then tear.
The things and people we cannot give
up
Because we know that they so fill
our cup.
Yet time might pass when they or we
must go
Our treasures are gone and we bear
the low.
For life has its cycles of discontent
But let's use our inner strength
God has sent.
The Woman I Am
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The woman I am
knows no bounds
Challenges not problems
in life's fairgrounds.
She goes her way
which drives belief
That persistence is key
in any cloverleaf.
The woman I am
has a big dream
That she will win
even swimming upstream.
The Dream to Achieve
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The dream to achieve
Is it a gene or self taught?
Does the baby inherently walk
Or rise to mimic his or her parents?
To finish school
To explore the unknown
To find health
To build a career
To explore the unknown
To meet our mate
To find happiness
To achieve peace
Lofty dreams have we
Some are caught in a moment's wind
Others year to excavate
But keep your spirit alive
And above all
Thirst to win.
Dreamlets
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Those morning hours when on my pillow
my head still lays
When I drift in and out of light
sleep and my mind plays.
Not awake yet awake my body frozen
in time
Images dance to and fro as I snooze
in their rhyme.
Do I get up and then go to work or
should I stay
For one more short round in my little
dreamlet buffet!
Wisdom
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The wise cat
Sits and watches
Eyeing his prey
Knows the right moment
When to run and leap.
The wise pupil
Studies his subject
Learns it wells
Knows the right moment
When to use it.
It's the Small Things
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
It's the small things that make a day go well
A child's smile
A husband's kiss
A wife's thank you
A friend's call
A mother's blessing
A father's approval.
Humble are these moments
But grand on scale to you and me.
A Wonderful Perfume
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
A gentle sprinkle of compliments
Misted through the air
The fragrance lifts hearts
With beads of cheer and joy.
So let's release this exquisite perfume
As flattery is the best gift
To give those we know.
Here's to Planting!
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Plant a seedling
Watch it grow
Plant some love
Watch it spread
Water your flowers
Watch them blossom
Water your spirit
Watch it bloom
We're all soulful gardens
Needing nurture
For a bountiful harvest.
The Men of the Sea
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
I wonder at the men of the sea
The fishing boats that become their
home
To make a living working all day
long
And often in the pitch black of night.
Through calm waters
To waves of rage
To icy waters splashing on the deck.
What special gift makes these men
Risk life, limb and family
Who am I to ever complain?
God is There Throughout the Year
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
God is with you through all of the
year
Spring, summer, fall, winter have
no fear.
He's the Man to hold you twelve months
long
Take your prayers to Him by word
or song.
Come Summer when heat is on your head
God will give you soft grass on which
to bed.
In Spring when dew is on the wet ground
God will take your hand until you're
found.
In Autumn when it's so crisp and cool
The Lord provides spiritual fuel.
When Winter comes with frost and cold
God loves you here or in Cotswold.
The Old Oak Tree
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Your outstretched limbs and leaves
of green
Come protect me now from the wind.
I will seek refuge in your arms
To help me again feel thick-skinned.
Nature has its most humble way
To give her hand to us
When we need a mental lift without
a fuss.
So for this hour I'll take some pause
And learn back against your proud
bark
Then I will rise up again
And feel strong like famed Joan of
Arc.
The Cook and the Hostess
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
The young man so single and free
Took fancy of a gal whose pretty
legs grew on him!
Daily as he gazed upon her
The gleam in his eyes plucked up
his nerve.
The cook and the hostess
Could they be a match forever and
a day?
Yes they wedded long ago
For this is the story of my mom and
dad.
Haiku By Diane Hein
Definition of a treat:
Heaven in the mouth
Hell on the hips!
----------------------------------------
Never brush love aside
With each stroke
You'll come alive.
My Mr. Right!
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
I have no mate but yes it must be
Somewhere he is out there for me!
A man who kisses me each morn
With him I'll feel twice born.
On Friday nights he'll take me out
We'll dine and dance all night no
doubt.
Yes somewhere a man is out there
Affectionate, a trait so rare
He'll treat me well in him I'll trust
His love for me will be robust!
Hats off to My Parents!
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
I had great parents who encouraged
me
Sent me to school to be all I could
be.
A dad who involved me in many things
A mom who loved me without any strings.
Yes they were a combo of golden days
And to them I bestow my highest praise.
Tricks Up Her Sleeve!
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Old age tricked her
She thought she was immune
To stop wrinkling
Lotions and potions
Upon her face she smeared!
But Mother Time ignored them
She has her own inner clock
Steadily pulling at skin and muscle
Creating furrows on a face.
But the old lady had cash stashed
For a rainy day,
So what better use for it now
Than to befriend a scalpel today!
How to Know a Lady of the Night!
By
Diane Hein
November 17, 2003
She comes from behind the dark lamp
post
Silk stockings and garters for her
host.
A smile and flutter of eyelashes
A Morse code without dots or dashes!
She wears a short skirt and three
inch heels
This helps her make many handsome
deals.
Red rosy lips and bright blushing
cheeks
Often from heavy perfume she reeks.
A tight bustier shows her cleavage
A hot spot for men that gives her
edge!
So saunters a Lady of the Night
A devilish temptress in easy sight!
Breakfast Moms
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Here they come with babes in arms
And bassinettes in tow.
Diapers ready for spills
Bottles filled with milk
Rattles for eager hands
Rubber rings for suckling mouths.
Yes Breakfast Moms are here today
Sparkling eyes even after little
sleep.
Beaming smiles as they kiss their
babies
These mothers have a heavenly glow
Because of God's glorious gifts to
them.
One Aspiration!
By
Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Oh I aspire to be a great listener
To hear all you say
Walk in your shoes
And understand your way.
To pay attention while you speak
And concentrate on your words
Then absorb their mystique
That is my wish today.
Yesterday's Toys
By Diane Hein
November 7, 2003
Hoola hoops and slinkies, toys of
days gone by
My childhood days so filled with
fun my heart would fly!
A Howdy Doody puppet I owned one too
Loved him on TV and at home through
and through.
Oh my priceless treasures, yes they
are now sold
Worth gold now but in someone else's
billfold!
But their memories I am so I'm thankful
for
And that my parents gave me those
toys and more!
Note below: I use "he" but of course this encompasses "she" !!
The Optimist
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
The Optimist sees the good
But knows there
is bad.
Believes in life
Knowing there
is death.
The Optimist plans on success
Knowing there
is failure.
Makes lemonade
Knowing there
are lemons.
The Optimist sees the goal
Knowing there
are traps.
Persists in his work
Knowing he'll
get tired.
Above all The Optimist believes in
himself.
Hold On!
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
When happiness comes your way
Grab it tightly for the day!
Treasure it like precious gold
Let its joy take a strong hold.
Mold it into small trinkets
Stuff into all your pockets.
Then when tomorrow arrives
Pull from your mental archives!
Queen of the House
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
She was the Queen of the House
Wash on Monday
Iron on Tuesday
Dust on Wednesday
Vacuum on Thursday
Clean up on Friday
Groceries on Saturday
Church on Sunday.
And in between all of this
Working part-time
Tending to her children
Cooking for her husband and family.
She ruled with a loving hand.
How do I know all this?
Because...
This great lady was my mom.
Your Gift
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
What is the gift you bear
That a king would gladly buy
The gift that would make him
Wiser
Stronger
Steadfast
One that you own
Yet never bought
Perhaps you don't see it
But dig deep because it's there
Waiting to be nurtured.
The Chapters of Our Life
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
Life has its chapters
It's been so often said
A storybook we write
Sometimes on purpose
Sometimes inadvertently.
The forward movement of the pages
Yet we know not when The End.
Sometimes a mystery novel we pen
When outcomes are not known.
Other times in grief and death
It's weeks of difficult nonfiction.
So best we keep our writing skills
up
Because the legacy we leave on earth
Is how we write each day.
The Day Runs By
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
The day runs by
Like a little stream with endless
flow
Or a fog that moves on in
Nothing stops the day.
Duty calls for its movement
Forward it goes
A lesson for us all.
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
If your day runs dry
And the path circles shut
Keep a window open
The one that lets the sun in
The one tucked in your heart
For through it will shine a corridor
of hope
That whatever befalls in your life
You can handle
That whatever happens
You can carry on.
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
Shaggy or short-haired
Pug nose or long snout
Five pounds or fifty
Dogs are filled with love.
From wet noses
To wistful eyes
To wagging tails
Dogs are filled with love.
With their undying devotion
And happy woofs
And games of tag and fetch
Dogs fill their owners with love.
To All House Cat Lovers
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
Meows and purrs
the golden voice
of The Cat
Aloofness and affection
the personality
of The Cat.
Tamed and wild
the nature of
The Cat.
In Egyptian times
cats were worshipped.
In modern times
cats are loved.
The power of The Cat lives on!
The Poet's Battle
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
I search for a word in my white matter
Through the maze and all the noise
and clatter! ;-)
In my wide synapses and brain burroughs
I charge fearlessly through their
undertows!
It is like fishing for a golden prize
Hoping I'd reel in a brilliant surprise!
Some days I compose a great line or
phrase
Other times my mind's in a dungeon's
daze!
But whether my poems get published
or not
My battle for words is always well
fought!
Let Your Brushes Flow
By Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
The crayons we once loved
Are now swept away
But we're all children at heart
That playful side we still have.
Because we're all artists
No matter the age.
So let your brushes flow
And paint laughter in your sky
With humor in the ground.
Then the masterpiece you create
Will reflect joy when you're looked
upon.
My Clown and Flower Garden
By
Diane Hein
October 24, 2003
My little clown garden is a gift to
me
Colorful blooming bows are a must
to see!
My living present smiles at me every
morn
With ribbons of blossoms, I feel
so reborn!
What better gift could I ever give
myself
Than pretty home-grown flowers placed
on my shelf.
I Once Knew....
By Diane Hein
October 23, 2003
I once knew a man with a fine degree
With many and varied interests had
he.
Oft his wit would tickle my funny
bone
I'd chuckle right into a laughing
zone.
Fondness for him I readily admit
A romantic attachment for this Brit.
He liked my emails and he told me
so
But less and less he wrote, such
a big blow.
So the journey with him is over now.
Broken is the trust in our friendship
bow.
I hope this poem gives
you a few laughs! Diane
My Way to a Man's Heart!
By Diane Hein
October 3, 2003
A gourmet cook I'll never claim to
be
Pots should only be used for making
tea!
Beef roasts I would over or under
cook
Then Alka Seltzer my dates made and
took!
Spices I have used too much or too
few
Either one makes a boyfriend very
blue!
Desserts I only made for eye appeal
As cake decorating has so much zeal!
Though it's easy to use the microwave
Shoe leather is not what men seek
or crave!
So my cooking will not win a man's
heart
As my dinners would tear his gut
apart!
Instead I'll find a man who loves
my smile
For that I pray he'll walk me down
the aisle!
The OTHER Way to a Man's Heart!
By
Diane Hein
October 4, 2003
Yes I have been raised by a very old
wife's tale
That still persists today like a
powerful gale.
That "The way to a man's heart is
through his stomach"
Whether he does surgery or he drives
a Mack truck!
But modern times are here and we all
know what's true
And I must confess I have also witnessed
this too.
That the old times and old ways have
changed by and by
"The way to a man's heart is really
through his fly!"
Here's To Mud in My Eye!
By Diane Hein
October 10, 2003
In nature there are some beautiful
creatures
Who have all the normal animal features.
But when it comes to their taking
cleansing baths
In water, you'll never find their
dirty calves.
Instead they roll around in thick,
goopy mud
Never realizing it's full of germs
and crud.
And me being of the posh human species
I take watery showers and hot baths
with ease.
But when my garden hose splashed dirt
in my eye
Perhaps these mud bath dances can
keep me spry!
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