Long Ladd Poems

Film Noir

By the lampost at night
with the pale moon shining bright
but obscured by the fog
I saw her in the harbor
standing where my boat lay moored
but she knew that
her azure eyes beckoned me to come
smoke from...

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Everybody got a Hollywood life story
to tell
More meat on the bone
give juicier bites 
to sell
Nobody ever turns in a tarnished silver screenplay
Those warts and mistakes
get Photoshop casting couch edited away
Baby Jane rude attitude don’t make...

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Long ago a young lady barely eighteen , got 
lost in the woods.
It was like an enchanted forest, it held
much mystery and fright.
The trees could walk and talk, she thought 
that they eat her for...

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He appear to be a ladd of maybe 9 yrs. old.  It's Friday, as our troop's prepared to move
out unto enemy territory, and then KABOOM!!...he becomes a suicide bomber.  WOW! face-
less at such...

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The Sinking of a Titanic Ego!

The oil slicks still present though his ship’s deep-six,
mind’s pollution disaster, scum’s scourge on high seas,
the weird child of George Orwell, George Wallace, “BAD” Shane! (1)
Wonks filled truth full of...

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I was walking in the woods near our
vacation cabin.
And to my surprise I saw a pot of gold.
I wondered to myself where could it lead?
To my amazement I saw the most beautiful
rainbow in the world,...

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The contender

I have not met many famous people in me continues life
but I have seen three kings, the first one who, when old
broke his leg for a reason not clear to me, died from
the accident...

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The boxer and the actor

I saw them on the sidewalk near The Radio music Hall
in New York, Jack was telling Alan a joke 
Jack Dempsey wore a sport’s jacket, brown trousers
a white shirt’s open, top...

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Four years of high school,
everything seems so cool. 
Not thinking of how everything goes so quick,
the thought of leaving makes you feel sick.
from the start of it all,
you start to bawl.
Not ready to go
you have...

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open is air
that breaks in
	slices
from non-toxic waste
       on roofs, in clouds
	   flying
	down
	the
	ladd
	er
to conform to the
	  light
        from the greyness...

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Something is a brewing in the yeast war
The Vegemite team has grown
Can you hear our roar?

There’s a band of Aussie ladies
Vegemite Vixens we are called
Just comparing Marmite to Vegemite 
We are totally appalled……

Anne Sangster is...

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My Hearts Hope

There's a hairline fracture in my heart
That divides my heart in two
One half is the painful side
Forever hurt and blue

The other half is full of hope
And belief that love is real
It helps me...

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We Who Loved America (first part)

It was a humid August evening in 1958
when the cargo ship
I served as a galley helper docked in NEW York
I was mesmerized by the tall buildings
the tallest building at home...

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New York 1955


  Evening in Broadway I saw Alan Ladd 
 Talking to Joe Dempsey
  Alan was surprisingly small
 Joe was big and had drinkers face.
 Advertisement for Camel cigarettes
  I didn`t...

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