Long Sonya Poems

War and Peace: That Midst Nations And Nationals

War and Peace, a classical fiction by Leo Tolstoy, first published as Voyna I Mir in 1865–69. This picturesque reflection of early 19th-century Russian culture saw as its...

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Clinton's Inauguration 1993

You were so beautiful, Maya
Standing in front of the
President and the First Lady


I didn’t really understand
Your Pulse Of Morning 
Presidential inauguration poem
I kind of got lost in the dinosaur theme
Poems about Mastodons usually
Don’t...

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Living Life

Now I'm living life where life tried to live me.
I'm looking to my future 'cause my past tried to kill me.
Poetry, a strong part of my soul.
The story of my life, it's must be...

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III.
They wore skimpy clothing, like any whore,
and three of them Sol had not seen before,
but the tall leader with red hair and eyes
had once before been a thorn in Sol’s side.

“Why if it’s not Sonya,...

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What’s a lovely girl like you doing in a dump like this.
I own it.
That course I took is working well.
Was that the diplomatic course.
It was, have you been on it.
Have I asked you any stupid...

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Octobar 12

Dear Oprah,
I know that every day you get a million letters. From people doing good. People
doing bad and people doing better. And I know Miss Oprah, that out them million letters,
maybe you read only...

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Santa, I have an important request.
Please don't embarrass me with ho ho hos.
If you'd looked at my face you might have guessed.
I'm serious about fixing my nose.

I can sense you are stifling your laughter.
Your bowl...

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Short curly haired, dimpled face little girl.
Born in a place known as ghetto world.
She can see it plain as day through those big brown eyes.
She's gotta grow up quick, she's gotta grow up wise.
If she...

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Still I cry since the day you died. I often ask myself WHY? Why did you die, Why did you leave me here all alone to cry. I cry all day and I cry all...

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This poem was written for my friend Sonya Mako Wong



Kung Fu Chop Suey

On my twenty-fifth birthday off to China's best travelled I went
So very unfruitful and unaware I enormously lost all my money thus spent,
Then...

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BRING THEM IN (AN ANSWER TO USHER HIM OUT)

Holy Father
I am a devout woman
What is wrong today, With our brothers
Those proclaimed in the church
Self righteous
Haughty
In pride
Claiming to be on mine and God's side
Ushered in, ushered...

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Wish I could have taken better 
Care of my body... 
Wish they could have stopped 
the cancer sooner... 

I'm just a spirit now, 
Floating over my own funeral. 

If I had my way, I'd pick...

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When the silence of Violence is here; we know that God is  near. Everyone’s fear will disappear; When we find the love that God hold’s dear. He touched the world with his heart; Now...

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I’m facing a challenge and I’m taking bets
That I can remember the names of my pets

There’s Tommy and Jonnie and Sally and Barry
The one over there I believe might be Harry
Tiddles and Wriggles and Bruno...

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After 4months & 1 week of separation, 129 days of tears and depression, 
With a pimpled face and many grey hair, I write these lines, 

wishing you were here.................
 

Marking the calendar as each day...

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There was a waitress named Sonya,
That the bosses were really quite fonda,
But whenever she sneezed,
The customers weren't pleased,
Cause she''d always spill coffee on ya.

One such customer's name was Gill,
He'd just about had his fill,
When she...

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On 9/11 god turned on all the light in heaven.
Some love one’s were lost; some love one’s
were found; but the memory of  9/11 will
always be around. I remember the sound; when 
the World Trade...

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Sonya was the best friend I ever had,
we were always doing things together.
When she moved away I was very sad,
she was my refuge in stormy weather.

Over the years I've thought about her life,
did she join...

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All the celebreties left,
Only to appear on screen.

Sonya Henje favorite skater and ice princess,
Model for future skaters.

Politicians of the past,
Fading with excellence.

The age they said,
Retirement alluring and final.

The iron curtain, a dangerous passage,
Gone, no memory...

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While Wendy* writes with whimsy, wit,
Poor Peter pens pedantic prose.
Sonya spins sublime, sweet sonnets,
Bernardo’s ballads badly blow.

How heavenly has Heather honed,
Alas, Alicia: anguish, angst.
Tammy’s timbre: thrilling, tasteful.
Ralph’s rhymes: repeating, rarely ranked.

Seems some sing sharp, succinct,...

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2021, the year I capture my desire

Sonya Sanchez said to catch the fire

I stand bold and put on my fly attire

Word remains my bond

Low vibrations are for liars

Elevating is now dire

There is no going back

The...

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