Short Heft Poems

The last bus has left
It hurts, all you give is shush
A deep relief heft....

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Rusted blood, a shot-put heft
Is shot from chamber's side
What treasure stores are in my chest?
What stores can heart-valves hide?...

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Change

Obama’s platform seems kind of strange
All he stands for is lots of change
He's made it easy for me to heft
The small amount that I have left

By Mike Francis...

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the inlaws and outlaws have left
the turkey has so much less heft
got pies for the flies
and naps for the eyes
the icebox has suffered from theft

but

still got ‘nuff leftovers to make peach gobbler...

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To lift an ounce is easy
then brag what obstacles were
To raise a pound is misery
and tell how easy came

To say I Love you first
is to heft a ton
when all the while I waited
to hear from the other one....

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Through grass heft casket white
where green waits to swallow hard
the dreams of lovers and friends.

On a day the wind bullied clouds
skirts waved goodbye over bended knee
of hurt prayer and plea.

I saw the one whom knew
what none above could:
Peace....

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Naught has changed since ye left, 
World moves with all its heft,
Night is as ere, 
Moon light too there, 
Only, sleep’s gone bereft. 
___________________________
Gulzaar | 15.03.2023 | rhyme
Poet’s note: Translation, from my collection of lyricist Gulzar’s short shyries.

Tere jane se to kuchh badala nahi,
raat bhi aayi chand bhi tha, magar neend nahi....

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Thank you Lord for walking with me
Through the shadowed vales and valleys,
Holding when I blindly stumble
Until flagging spirit rallies.
When you take the larger burden
Relieving me of its great heft;
You ask only that I carry 
The modest portion that is left

Now that I’ve survived the danger
And have now safely swum to shore,
I know big waves would have swamped me
Had you not lifted me once more....

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So spake it benighted and call it sad
For thy dulcet dreams man never had
With dreams ephemeral and longings eternal
What pain doth bring if spring's art vernal?
Longing for the river in love's wishing rove
Dancing light shimmers abreast a kissing clove
Happiness shan't part nor need feign
Prithee thy heart heft; bereft of pain
For the kisses in dew and her heart is thine
The blossoms are beau when our lips entwine...

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The stream from my tender eyes
Flow so freely, she seems to despise
I close up now, I’m hurting too much
Pain in my heart, dying as such

I see now all the deception
She’s going to destroy me, annihilation
I hate that I must go through this
As once life was perfectly bliss

I’m dead now, not a breath left
She has killed me, gave me a heft
I feel nothing now, I’m so numb
Can’t believe it really, I was so dumb

Russell Sivey...

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I thank you trump
Your trumpty dump dump dump
Has taught me to thump sump and 
Shown me the runk of the junk of the world.

Your ravings have released cravings
Mavings, havings on all who have stavings
Belavings us into redravings
Leaving all to flap in the torrents

We see you go, flow, mow
Unhitching your ego, fleego, steego meego
Amigo in torrents of pleegos and stum

This is where you left me
Heft me, reft me...

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Fiasco

Burnt down, fatigued, no feelings left, 
So devastated, world means no heft
I am not a phoenix to rise from ashes
Soul does not let receive new lashes.

I am plagued with tortures of ill fate 
Downbeat and broken, it is time to rate
My noble deeds and even wicked
My Lord, I beg, don’t be too strict!

Would love to live a century more,
But locked for me the main door
I knocked at it ten thousand times
Then I came back with all that grime....

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if mankind ever comprehends everything ~ there will be nothing left 

sighs god to satan i’ll be outed ~ and you can wave goodbye to theft

well i’m a psychopath smirked satan ~ so exempt from feeling bereft 

yeah your greatest weakness said god ~ unable to bear genuine heft

and so creation burst forth ~ perfectly poised from that opening cleft 

it simply had to turn out this way ~ no matter how f#cked up or deft

By 
David Kavanagh...

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Lots of items, quite a heft 
Will get lonely, when I go
Things I cherished will be left
To be packed, to be thrown
All that was supporting me
Till the end of the road  
Signs of my eternity  
Will get rot, and erode 
Only spirit will survive
But I won’t be quite the same
It will be another life
With new memories, new name
There’ll be gardens in a bloom
More of roses, after me
There’ll be moons and sunny Junes
And slight ripples in the sea....

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Who do you tuen to,
When theres no one left,
No one who can help you,
Get rid of your emotional heft.

How do you know when you've had enough,
When things get a little to bad,
And a little to tough.

Then do you give in,
Then do you give up,
Then to you cry out for someone to listen.

Then do you act out,
Resorting to drastic things,
Yet you don't know what your doings mean.

It's only a desperate plea,
A plea for help,
When no one else can see....

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Got a new app on my phone called Line
Thought that it was working just fine
But others said they couldn't find me
The answer to why I just couldn't see

Then a kind friend came along
Said the only way to hear her song
Find the page with the silhouette in the top left
To tap my own name required no heft

Once I touched edit profile
Saw what I needed; started to smile
User ID settings needed my identification
Friends can then reach me, good communication....

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Who moved the stone?           
On Sunday - who indeed?                    
Evangelists extol                                     
A most baseless creed

If the stone were shifted
As a shot-put heft    
By some improbable
Conspiracy - or theft            

And Peter in his madness
Encountered but the air  
Never having witnessed       
His visage or His glare
  
And no angelic radiance
(That diadems were dim)
Met Mary at the somber
Sepulchre of Him...

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THE CLOUDS

I LOOK AT THE CLOUDS,
AND I SEE YOUR FACE..
YOU LEFT TO SOON,
WITHOUT A TRACE.
I'M LEFT TO WONDER,
IF YOUR HAPPY AND FREE,
AND IF YOU;LL EVER LOOK BACK AT ME.
I'LL MISS OUR TALKS,
AND YOU JUST BEING THERE,
NOW YOUR GONE, 
IT JUST ISN'T FAIR.
I NEED YOU TO KNOW,
THAT I LOVE YOU,
AND KNOW THAT I CARE,

WHEN I LOOK AT THE CLOUDS...
Please Be There...

In Loving Memory
Of My Loving FATHER,
MAYNARD L. HEFT Sr

Love Always,
Your Daughter,...

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