GOTTA Luv em

Well my puppy Beau is shedding!  When it's really cold I run around the house in thick socks with no shoes and this is my evening gift..

My sweet puppy 

sheds so much

When my feet are cold 

I put on 

my favorite thick socks
while I run around the house
---

When I remove them 

at night

my socks look

like a sweater

for my foot!

By Lynn Hahn

LOVE'S MYSTERY

How can you be such

a combination

The wonders of heaven

and the darkness of hell

The sunshine reflects off 

your soul 

and then plummets to the storms

of the worst winter
---

Oh how I needed your

sweetness

I wish you could see

how wondrous it is

Why you show pride

in your dark side 

is beyond my understanding
---

I know I can not change you

so I keep my distance

When everything in my being

wants to be with you.

By Lynn Hahn

ON THE WAY

It's so easy to be negative in poems to get out sadness and anger. They become sort of like the news mostly sad stuff.  Gotta remind myself that yes there is a huge need for sad emotions to be worked out but you gotta find the happy too!

Can’t be all sad

some need to be glad

Happy and uplifting

Lots of poems about

aches and sorrows

Got to have some hopes

for tomorrows

—-

Variety is the spice of life

Humor is reality 

turned inside out

Got to shout out

happy words

Sometimes

or your life becomes 

unbalanced

—-

Yes there is plenty 

needed change

Many things need
to be rearranged
---

But on the way

have some fun play

or your days 

become colorless 

all black

—-

add some reds, blues

greens and yellows

You’ll find them in nature

Which is where happiness

is grown

The happy zone

you must visit 

As often as you can

—-

That is the land where dreams come true

lessening the degree of need

To write only sad mad poems.

By Lynn Hahn

HATE HEALS

 Parenting can be beyond easy. Sometimes you need to let go out of love..

Surprises come everyday

some small 

some large

Then there was you

---

So young

inexperienced

I tried to do the dance

I tripped 

and dropped 

you on your head 

I tried to pick you up

but didn’t know how

---

To this day you hate me

To this day I let you
---

Because I am old

and wiser

I realize

Sometimes hate heals

---

You need it to make

your world right
---

So I sit here tonight

hoping your heart is full

With just a small piece hiding

deep inside for me

---

The fool who still 

loves you.

By Lynn Hahn

DEDICATION

This is Betty last year so sad she is the one who passed and I am sitting by her grave waiting for her now.

Dedication from a canine

far surpasses humans abilities

or understanding

A love so pure

they would lay down 

their lives at every situation

When you pass 

and leave them behind

they grieve in a way 

so pure and real

They wait for us

for they have faith

they will see us again

And they do.

                                               By Lynn Hahn

THE BENCH

I dabble in photography. I thought how fun would that be. Look at my photos and write poems about what they tell me...

Why aren’t you sitting with me

such beauty to see

such an empty bench

without your touch close to me.

By Lynn Hahn

HURRICANE OF HURTS

OK so I wanted to do a poem that focuses on H's. My mind went a bit dark...not unusual. I had fun with the crazy art. So here's today's poem of H's...
                           

Hate holds hard onto my heart

He has horrible hang ups

that harm my happiness

Hence my world was hindered 

A husband he is not

but he is hot

Hostility fills my hours

like a hobby 
---

If I could hire 

a hit man

and hide 

from the heat

It would be helpful

tho harsh

So I hesitate

---

I could not handle

his habits

You reap what you harvest

---

My head is hazy

it needs a holiday

From the hook

he has on my mind.

By Lynn Hahn