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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.
 

Can A Man be Trained?

    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.

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Birds flying
Wind pockets created
In God's shirt.

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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.

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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.

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Snap went their rubber band
They stretched it
As far as they could go.

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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.

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A butterfly takes wing
Fresh flowers
Are always uplifting.

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Love whispers and is soft
It never shouts
Until it is over with.

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Hurriedly runs the cat
Time runs out
Even when you have nine lives.

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Sitting on a bench
I watch birds fly by
And my time.

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The sun shines
Warming earth
Warming my heart.

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Love like flowers
Can bloom for a lifetime
Or just one season.

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I live in two homes,
My body and my mind
Both need upkeep.

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Diamonds sparkle
Rubies glow
Forgiveness radiates.

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A Present That Keeps Smiling

    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.
 
 

My Voice

    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.
 
 
 

What is a Red Rose?

    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!
 
 

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 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!

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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.
 
 
 

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.
 
 
 

Your One Window

    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.
 
 

To All Dog Lovers

    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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