Heard Poems

I Never Even Heard of a Serger

my sister sews
Has a Cadillac of a sewing machine
it cost as much as her first house

it has gadgets, dials, electronic commands
intimidates me

She plunks me in front of a serger
I never even heard of a serger before now
I am going to have to look up how to spell it

On a regular sewing machine, you do not

Bucolic

The Quirkes of Success
Film Featuring stars
Fictional and enformative
Feature film Proposal 
Exploits of Business
filmed in Cerro Gordo
a dipiction of business
and the exploits of capitalism.
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The story is that she got pregnant in the back of a cigerrette delivery truck. The driver is a vendor and deliver. His name is Paydraa, she named her daughter pavon, after the

I once was heard

Will memories I have remain?
It is my fear that they will not;
for children think I am insane,
and what I say is best forgot.

I heard a song

I thought of you today when I heard a song – 
A pop star using “ima” like you used to do.
The memories flooding my mind were strong,

Despite it all I put on a smile and sang along.
Reminders of correcting your English for you.
I thought of you today when I heard a song.

A rap star’s lyrics

I Want To Be Heard

I want to be heard. 
Like a bike dinging. 
Whirling by, has a path. 
Enjoying the busy howls. 

I want to be heard. 
Like a harmonica. 
Making unique sounds. 
Breathing hard and music is made.

I want to be heard. 
Like a helicopter. 
Which eats the sky with its blades. 
And lands on a landing pad

All Prayers Heard

I prayed for riches

I prayed for fame

I prayed for power

I faced the flame

I prayed for goodness 

I prayed for sight

I prayed for others

I faced the light

I Heard My Name

I Heard My Name.

I heard the vastness speak my name.
It told of troubled days.
In my eagerness to be here,
I agreed without delay.

Bursting through the veil,
I came to live this life.
Knowing that it held 
my days of pain and strife.

Choosing my own path.
With lessons to be learned.
I come to this, my grateful heart 
for that which

Echoed a sound lasted, I heard, an echoed a sound lasted

My village around the borderland, estranged
Mountain from the other side, rejoiced within gray shaded area to bloom
Echoed the echo of the midnight hymn, darkened a shade, deeper fill in xanthosis, lasted beyond the yonder valley o'er the meadow, fall color blossomed then.

Echoed a sound lasted, I heard, an echoed a sound lasted
Eavesdrop and a try

Just want ,wanted to be heard

World knows the seven deadly sins-
lust,gluttony,greed,sloth,wrath,envy,pride.
A woman basic need to understood and being
heard  is  more deadly a sin
which burn the mind and heart to ashes.
Even the pious man  and lay man
has no difference when ridiculing
woman for her pain and emotions.
Has to smile beautifully  and talk sweetly
though burning alive inside and out.
He

I Heard Him Say

I have known him for only 3 years and 5 months,
But from his lips has flowed a lifetime of wisdom;
The kind of wisdom born out of many experiences.
In our world of super excellerated knowledge, the flow
Of wisdom and common sense seem to be ceasing.
Please allow me to speak of just a little of that wisdom.

I

You cannot silence, what demands to be heard

Not only did they colonise land 
They colonised history too
They decided to make history a blank canvas 
To start anew
By painting over the colour in white paint
Hiding the accomplishments of tge black race 

They say slavery was in the past
We need to move on 
But continously teach us about the holocaust 
And when a black

IF I WAS HEARD TO CHOOSE

If I could choose,
where to lose myself...
I would choose in your gaze!

If I could choose,
where to stay...
I would choose in your heart!

If I had to choose,
between living or dying...
I would want to be in your hands...!

Heard Harmony

M-edium
A-udio
R-eaches
J-oyful
O-utput,
R-esounding
I-nto
E-ars

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Monocrostic (Birthday of Marjorie  Tadle)

The House That Heard Us Once

Thee crumbling walls can’t hear my song, 
Though once they rang with joy and cries— 
Now silence stays the whole day long. 

My sisters’ love, both soft and strong, 
Lit up the dusk like fireflies. 
The crumbling walls can’t hear my song. 

My brothers helped me along, 
With quiet nods and whispered wise— 
Now silence

Missed Call

On the way back from the Spar
A familiar ring I’ve heard
But you must be very far
So it could have been a thought
Just a casual thought that came
Like a butterfly that flies
Out of chrysalis to gain
Freedom of the open skies
It wasn’t real like it seemed
What that was, I can’t define
There’s no moral in the dreams
And illusions

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