Long Sedoka Poems
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Laura Mackenzie,
Phillips was checking out while,
Doting fans were near, waiting
For her autograph,
She had a City Ledger
Account, the studio will
Pay, she only needs
To sign it. Constant trouble
Made for the short attention
Span, "Please sign here...", she
cut me off, grabs some hotel
Stationery and proceeds
To autograph it,
"HUGS & KISSES THAT'S FROM THE
MISSES--but before she signs
It,--TO,--looks at me
And says, "Who?", I gave her my
kid sister's name. We are not
Allowed to have one's
Autograph--LISE", I placed
her account in front of her
She gives it the once-
Over, signed it, gave her a
Copy and told her we are
Done, "We at Hilton...,
Blah-blah-blah, Thank you!"--then I
told the doting crowd, "She's yours!"
(Y-E-A-H!)
***ONE DAY AT A TIME, and one such of many tidbits with the stars.
Date: 08/28/2019
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*I am only stating facts I observed at hearings and from witnesses and my opinion. If you comment with info that is opposing, I will leave it there if not insulting, but may not answer, only because it is not my intension to debate or argue the issue. I am only exercising freedom of speech. If you don’t like it, please ignore…thank you!
Dead people voted
More votes than legal voters
Votes flipped per internet
Truth was in the win
Trucks of ballots dumped at night
Cheating while sleeping and more
Call me a whiner
Try to call me a liar
Witness lives were threatened
Watch Lindell’s 90
Full evidence is revealed
Justice must not be ignored
Heidi Sands
7/6/21
(For Langston Hughes)
1. Ain't Got No Shoes,Still Dancing'
Foots bare, street cold,
but mabebeza, we move,
we glide,-moonlight don't charge no fee
We hum our bread song,
clap our hands,forget the pain-
joy be free,you see?
2. Stellaland Blues
Cup o' tears, chile,
Stir it with dreams and honey-
Lord,make it taste right.
Mom hum soft tunes,
sayin',''rise tonight''
3. Minibus Taxi To Glory
Ride slow, Miss Zodwa, ride-
dreamin' o' silk and Paris
but ticket say ''Zone Three''
Still, she sit tall-tall,
chin up, proud as prophecy-
queen of Destiny.
4. He Done Left Again
Roy packed his rhythm bag,
said he's searching for a dream-
left me clutching his blues.
I kiss his shadow,
whisper to the dawn his name-
Love don't choose no truce.
5. Ouma Le Roux's Bible
Pages torn,still sing-
Joshua fit the battle,''hum,''
and the walls crash down!
Ouma's eyes on fire,
preachin' from a ragged crown-
heaven in her frown.
6. Freedom Don't Come Down
They say,''Be patient.''
We say,''Patient ain't bread,food!''
hunger make us shout
Sjambok still hum in in dreams,
but we break it,loud and proud-
freedom,hear us out!
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it"
Quote by: E. E. Cumming
I run some water
But your bowl is put away
Age or habit, I forget
You went to your grave
Your spirit remains, contained
My pet had his special place
In my heart and mind
No more will I clean hike stains
Nor dispense your meds in cheese
Physical body
Now buried in the small grave
His feisty spirit lingers
Sponsor: Constance La France
Contest: In My Heart-S Form
Date: 09/24/2022
Theme: Lost To Heaven- Hairy The Chihuahua
Checked syllables with syllablecounter.net
I use the term hike when a male dog hikes his leg to urinate, but he also sprays his scent.
PRIDE
You worked really hard
Path of life was uneven.
You have stumbled on each step.
Truth was only guard.
Long journey was not serene.
You had not fled to escape.
Deceit, betrayal
jealousy, failure, pain
attacked, but you stood erect.
Love came parallel
Your effort was not in vain.
Success proved you the perfect.
Sure you are proud
to win the troublesome game.
Act as an Idol rather.
Don’t be rude or loud
as you have attained the fame.
Pride has no right to hurt other.
01/16/16
SEDOKA CONTEST Third Place
Sponsor Laura Loo
moon river thins out
crawling on muddy waters
…like black honey thick with phlegm
grandeur of tides breaks
her frail song choking for breath…
sea creatures huff for clear wafts
life is shortened now
bearing trash of man’s neglect…
to nurture pure ocean beds
crests wither with age
a garbage of waves fleeting
… swallowed by lethal plastic
©
sedoka---5/7/7/, 5/7/7
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Susan Burch’s Paper or Plastic
Back in the fifties
America seemed much calmer
McCarthy's commie blacklists
Sputnik's shocking launch
Ike's wife Mamie so sedate
That pre-historic hairdo
World War Two over
We needed some time to heal
Alan Ginsburg penned his 'Howl'
Chuck Berry goosed his walk
The West Wing conservative
White House picket-fence painted
Boom! an explosion
Cultural revolution
Sixties' deaths brought us down
Hendrix, Morrison
Jackie became Onassis
Where's JFK's Camelot
Seventies came, went
Eighties crashed, burned, flamed out too
But Jerry Rubin's Wall Street
Greed ruled the Nineties
Internet changed all of us
The world at a click-click-click
New Millenium
Rapid change hurtles forward
People do change, however
Shootings dot landscape
Retreat into our smartphones
Loneliness Unconnected
Now the Age of Trump
Rears its flame-orange mane and screams
Me-too Movement gains traction
Women come forward
Teen suicide rate rises
Society imperiled
May 07, 2019
Entry: 'Best Sedoka' contest
Sponsor: Lu Loo
NOTE: Sedoka syllable count is interchangeable
Ichikatauta:
5-7-5
Nikatauta:
5-7-5
Sedokada:
5-7-7
5-7-7
SETUP: I was THE baby ~~0~~ They were MY babies
The Passed My Past
my siblings called me
the walking problem maker
~ I'm the problem child
my kids once called me
the walking problem solver
~ I am the problem
~ be better sitters
they are to resolve ~ failure
I win ~ +movies ~ they lose
~ be better parents
they are to resolve ~ failure
I lose ~ objectives they win
~~0~~
I miss long ago
to be called a brat again
and useless to them
I miss recently
to be told thanks dad again
can you help me dad
benefits I ~ had
they have all passed on ~ but me
their absence ~ is now my void
benefits I ~ have
they have all moved on ~ from me
ocean parts ~ but not our hearts
*to my wife and son who are now with my family
In my shirts your touch
In my tea your moonlit shade
In my boat your rhythmic swing
Since you left this house
All blue-green leaves have wilted
Smoke irritates my lone lungs
I first tried the books
Your intense eyes on each page
On bedsheets your brown hairclip
I look for warm breath
All in vain it's just a void
Emptiness crushing my ribs
Do you know the truth
In my heart for you there is
In your mind for me there is
A thing we call love
A rivulet of champagne
The flow of which never ends
In half-bloomed starlight
Where the fireflies share their tales
Where fall toop toop dews from night
I ask them of you
Have my diamond gone to morgue
To enrich my depressed dream
Today I ate roast.
The one you prepared Sunday.
The last one was much better.
I fed the dog scraps
and he ate them just the same.
I guess there was no difference.
Yesterday was Mom’s
birthday and we took her out
to eat at Carlito’s Place.
Today she said she
didn’t remember eating.
The cake was on her table.
I wish you were here
so you could help me with Mom.
She asks about you often.
How’s the play going?
Call me if you need my help.
I’ll tell Mom that you love her.
Hope you call tonight.
We can talk about the chair—
They called to say it’s finished.
I’ll see you at the
contest on Saturday morn.
Won’t you be glad when it’s done?
The dog is depressed—
He misses you more than words
could ever start to describe.
We’ll both feel better
whenever you return home.
Promise me you’ll stay awhile.