Haiku: Wings of Hope

Plummet gracefully . . .
On the wings of hope and love . . .
Then fly to the sky

#Haikuwordgame
(1.plummet 2.wings 3.gracefully)

Smile through Tears

Smile through tears . . .
Hug through pain . . .
Laugh through troubles . . .
And peace you'll gain . . .

Haiku: Cowboy

I saw him amble . . .
In the wind blown dusky eve . . .
Whistling a song . . .

amble/wind/song

People Watching

                        Picture from Google Images

In a crowd of people passing
to my left and to my right,
I see so many faces
with expressions dark and bright.

Entertainment comes from
people watching all around.
Some people with their heads in clouds,
or tripping on the ground.

Little children laughing
with hardly a care at all.
Boys at play with bat and ball,
or girls with baby doll.

Moms wiping toddlers dirty hands
as they gossip with soccer moms.
Dads holding their noses tight
as the pick up doggie doodoo bombs.

Teens with hair all spiked up,
orange, pink, blue and green.
Noses pierced or maybe lips
or any other skin pierce-able scene.

People of all ages with special ink
and tattoos that mean so much.
A memorial tat, a portrait,
all gifts of an artists magical touch.

Couples fighting over money,
or a maybe a lack thereof.
An old man who still loves his wife,
holding her hand and giving her a hug.

Toddlers throwing fits in Wal-Mart,
and moms holding their ground.
Kids being respectful in public,
even when their parents aren't around.

People come in many forms
with personalities unique.
If you get a chance to people watch,

sit back quiet-like and take a peek. 

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The prompt from @writingprompt was: People Watching

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The U in You

ABC and 123 are all most common and often heard,
the first numbers and letters that in kindergarten we learned.

Remember in school they'd call your name alphabetically?
If the prize was sweet and we started with A, we'd celebrate with glee.

But if we were U like Ursula, you waited and waited and yawned.
And when your time finally came the best was usually gone.

But if instead we start at the end and not at the beginning,
there'd be a chance for UVW and 1 million and 3 to be grinning.


Prompted by Poets United: The Thursday ThinkTank: "The 3rd letter of your first name"

My first name is Lauri so the 3rd letter is U!!!

My poem is short and sweet and pays honor to the numbers and letters and the end, not the beginning.

Dr. Chocolate's Rx

In a world full of chocolate you may favor a treat.
Dark chocolate may grab your taste buds by the seat..
Melted over strawberries and sweet coconut;
or peanuts, or almonds, or any other tasty nut.

Or maybe instead, dark chocolate doesn't do,
maybe, just maybe, milk chocolates for you.
Drizzled on cake, or a simple candy bar;
handy candy on the go, to eat in your car.

Now others, still others, prefer something light;
not milk chocolate or dark, instead something white.
White cholcolate covered crispies made out of rice;
and white chocolate dipped cookies, now isn't that nice?

No matter how you melt it or bake it up too,
chocolate may bring great comfort to you.
A chocolate Rx, a tasty treat for the tummy,
chocolate, dear chocolate, you are so very yummy!

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Created poetry by Lauri Halterman (c) 2011 for Poets United Thursday Think Tank: CHOCOLATE!
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2011/05/thusday-think-tank-50-chocolate.html

Our Angel Sunshine - In Memory of Angel Gail Watson

Our Angel Sunshine

(to the tune of 'You Are My Sunshine'. Angels Favorite Song

Our Angel Sunshine, our Angel Sunshine—
you’ve brought such happiness to us.

For seven years now, we’ve grown to love you—
and our lives will be forever blessed.

The other night dear, as you lay sleeping—
we held your hand and held you tight.

We closed our eyes dear and drifted off to—
the days before you faced this fight.

Before your birth dear, in Mama’s belly—
Dear Daddy sang a song to you.

‘And baby now that I’ve found you, I won’t let you go—
I’ll build my world around you, I need you so’.

You were born dear, one day in May—
and we held you in our arms.

With those blue eyes, you gazed upon us—
and with joyous tears we cried.

Our Angel Sunshine, our Angel Sunshine—
you’ve brought such happiness to us.

For seven years now, we’ve grown to love you—
and our lives will be forever blessed.

Our Princess Angel, loved Cinderella—
she loved rainbows and butterflies.

Her favorite color was Princess pink—
and she had sparkles in her eyes.

When Angel giggled, it was contagious—
the sweetest sound you ever heard.

And when she smiled, you smiled with her—
for that smile would light up the world.

Our Princess Angel, would sign ‘I Love You’—
one of the ways she showed her love.

And when she wrapped her arms around you—
it was the whole world’s greatest hug.

Our Angel Sunshine, our Angel Sunshine—
you’ve brought such happiness to us.

For seven years now, we’ve grown to love you—
and our lives will be forever blessed.

Our Angel Sunshine, you faced such hardship—
during a life that was too short..

You faced an illness, with such resilience—
you fought with passion, strength and spunk.

So many love you, you love so many—
it is so hard to let you go.

But we rejoice in, your angel wings now—
and in heaven as an Angel you will glow.

We come together, on this your seventh birthday—
as you earn your heavenly wings.

We stand together, here on Earth—
looking up while cherishing sweet memories.

Our Angel Sunshine, our Angel Sunshine—
you’ve brought such happiness to us.

For the rest of our days we will love you—
and one day we’ll meet again at heavens gates..

Angel Gail Watson

May, 20 2004 – May 18, 2011

Written with love by Lauri Halterman

2011©Alaurilee

There are no words to describe the incredible spirit of this young girl.

She touched so many lives in her short life.

She fought cancer with strength, grit and beautiful smiles.

Her spirit and her love lives on in the hearts of all who loved her.

I'm blessed to have been touched by her.

We love you Angel.....forever and always....