dear kaye ~
know that you are appreciated
more than you can ever know
you touch lives
with your words
of tenderness
your visits are delightful
you are a ray of sunshine
your open heart glows
with genuine kindness
and affection
AP: 3rd place 2025
Mom said, "I’d no sex ‘til our wedding day",
Showing nuptial photo that first of May;
I was their cute ring bearer,
How could I believe in her,
But dad said, "We paid surrogate mom Kaye".
Chogadella, chogadella
gleef a finkle, fangle doo
Sanking froth a wank forchella
bleetting hist la trencheled sloo
Calibali, spork n’ mally
jopelwanker deef walore
Ectaglancy, fallet plantsy
untwotopa feething glore
Mannyouopo, slifered glupoe
dangelation, clastig blaye
Homertempor gleeving sempor
happystead youngstuckers kaye
Gurf-a platted, lumbar chated
cheeperbrest du mingle bee
Chogadella, chogadella,
made up words for poetry
Fanm, fanm, o fanm rapadou
Boubout mwen, bèsom, kòmansmanm
Nan kaye jounalye mwen chak jou
Chak jou se pou ou, se jou pa ou
Ou se nanm mwen, poto pitanmm
Mwen renmen ou chak jou
Chouchoum, mwen renmen ou.
Bèl fanm, bèl cheri, bèl bote
Ou nan kèm tout la jounen
Ou okipe nan nan lavi mwen
Ou se Princess mwen, gran Majeste
Ou se larenn mwen, yon gran sous
Fanm, fanm, o fanm dous
Oksijèn mwen, bèl dam mwen.
Fanm, fanm, kinanm mwen
Etwal nan syèl, lalin lavi mwen
Ou se yon poupe orijinal, bèl fanm
Ou se moun ki konn naje, e rame nan lanm
Ou se yon fanm ki byen akonpli nan la Bib
Fanm, fanm, o fanm sansib
Ou se solèy kap klere palmis mwen an.
Wi ou se yon fanm natal fondamantal
Anj gadyen mwen, sent vyèj mwen, ala ou bèl
Lavi pagen oken sans san ou, chouchou
Ou se trezòm, fanm, fanm, espwa mwen
Ou se kèm, rèv mwen, nanm mwen
Fanm, fanm misterye, mwen damou ou.
P.S. Tradiksyon "Joyous Women’s Day"
Ki ekri Pa Hébert Logerie
Copyright © Mas 2019, Hébert Logerie, Tout dwa rezève
Hébert Logerie se otè plizyè liv pwezi.
Too Much TV
David J Walker
I imagined
a grand theme song
And the applause
of a capitative audience
A clever line or two and then
The laugh track
Of an amused
though admittedly
phantom audience
I was as quick as
Dick VanDyke
And as light
on my feet
as Danny Kaye
as heroic
and stoic
as Matt Dillon in
Dodge City
And as good looking as
Ricky Ricardo
I knew every answer
Before it was asked
On What’s My Line
And fooled every panel on
To tell the truth
Every time
And it would not be long
Before my made-up song
Would debut on
The Ed Sullivan Show
TURN OFF THE TV
AND FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK
Hollard Mom a thousand times
And she would holler it
a thousand more
before
I was out the door
And on my way to
A career
In TV
news
No laugh track
No applause
Just the blues
Of another day
On your 10 O’clock news
So, yes
I grew up watching
Too much TV
Didn’t you?
My Dental Horn Haiku
Swing and Sway with Tooth Decay (Sammy Kaye)
we would swing and sway
had heard about tooth decay
was to our dismay
do need dental care
at mouth she started to stare
teeth beyond compare
did have his consent
would know what my dentist meant
cavities prevent
we found a fable
dentist lives in a stable
goes to work when able
his office is plush
on dentist do have a crush
must be sure to brush
he will let me in
dentist is my next of kin
took my teeth for a spin
am a horny toad
my dentist does have a code
brush teeth or hit the road
my case was mental
when in office that is dental
hope they are gentle
had heard a Horn pun
when my dentist had been done
was second to none
when life would waiver
dentist was my life saver
on best behavior
mind in mental traps
did have a mental mishapse
our bride would collapse
you need a mascot
which you know will hit the spot
in store can be bought
this is all for now
my head I will have to bow
God me did endow
Only yesterday it seems Brennan was born,
However, today I am so very torn;
That night he pitched a very good game,
Three hours later, he was shot in the head,
Oh what a shame;
His life flashed before his very eyes,
No more baseball just prayers and cries.
When I heard the news Docs said he would die,
I threw my hands up and started to cry;
And then it hit me like a stream of lightening,
The thought of him dying was so very frightening;
I cried out don't take my only son,
Spare his life God and take the gun,
The fight for life he has won!
Today he is alive, with smiles and such spirit,
My son is so amazing I really feel it;
I want the world to know, this is his new beginning,
Meet God's living miracle his name is Brennan!
By : Shelley Kaye Yarborough
Wrinkled shirt in the sink
Cups in the bathtub -- clink, clink
Shoes in the freezer, under the meat
Stockings in the fridge -- not to overheat
Fruit jammed into a narrow cupboard
Veggies stuffed in a bureau, next to a sword
Drinks hurled into the fireplace, with a splash
Flung with requisite verve, smashing glass
Ah, yes, the Inspector General's back
Revving up his tour-de-force attack
If only one could bring back the great Danny Kaye
Failing that, we'll settle for 'Mr. Groundhog' himself, Bill Murray
Have a great birthday, Sister Kaye,
Faith and hope both see the bright light;
Love remains midst dark, blue, and gray,
Yes, every day and every night.
Topic: Birthday of Kaye Soberano (March 21)
Have a blessed birthday, dear Kaye,
There are gifts inside the boxes;
The fine food set out in buffet
Is for everyone to access.
Topic: Birthday of Kaye O. Dela Rosa (March 16)
Have a great birthday, Kristine Kaye,
The morning sun begins to smile;
The sad shadows are gone away;
Yes, the time is in summer style.
Topic: Birthday of Kristine Kaye T. Yanto (March 14)
K-indly
A-ppreciate
Y-ear's
E-xpression
A-s
N-ame's
N-atal
O-pus
L-ets
G-ood
I-dea
N-icely
A-rrive
Topic: Birthday of Kaye-ann L. Olgina (February 16)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
shooting star leaves light
kiss on distant treetop while
skipping out of sight
HONORABLE WINNER
Contest by Kaye
All Poetry
July 31, 2021
icicles sparkling
drip diamond droplets in
winter’s warming sun
written on January 24, 2021
for a Moment in Nature contest
sponsored by Tania Kitchin
syllable count by PS
SILVER MEDAL WINNER
Contest by Kaye on All Poetry
July 31, 2021
I think I know whose woods these are
He lives across from me, not very far.
He will not care I've stopped here to pee
Snow is drifting to the fenders of my car.
My old mobile idles sluggish in the cold
Wondering, I guess, why I'd be so bold
To stop without a gas pump near
Between icy road and ditch I've rolled.
The other sound I hear is distant chain
An eighteen-wheeler chugging down the lane
The woods are growing darker so fast
I haven't much time, but no longer in pain.
The road becomes more treacherous by the minute
I have a crucial, pending vote in the U. S. Senate
I have no choice; I am pledged to cast it,
I have no choice; I am pledged to cast it.
HONORABLE WINNER
Poetry Contest by Kaye
All Poetry
July 31, 2021
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