Taking Off

I see your plane taking off in the sky,

Wave my hand and say goodbye.

The silhouette against the sunset of New Jersey,

Past few months, now so blurry.

A voyage taken,

We just passed the bailsman.

Some day you may discover,

Love for you is my greatest gesture.

You missed an opportunity,

My heart now so crushed and bloody.

Never spoon again,

Not even on December ten.

The end has come after eight,

Unless magic can happen after you vacate.

Time ran out, time did fade,

Love like this should never be delayed.

Paralyzed love is not conscious,

Lovers have been left breathless.

You have left me vacant,

From my heart you are now absent.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.11.30.16:43:31@205HudsonNYC

I’m On Airport Time

Turned on the light,

You were hidden in the shadows

Underneath my sheets

Surprised me!

I rolled over

You weren’t there

If that’s the way it’s going to be

I left for the airport

Not a hint of your scent was on my collar

Its tearing me apart

Just tell me not to go

Just tell me you love me

I’m not good any more

My time is up

The chariot that I’ve arrived on is pulling me back

My train is departing

I’m late for the plane

And the plane is late for me.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.11.11.19:15:00@296NYC

Falling

Like the rocks I lick at night

I fall from the sky at unknown speeds

My arteries refuse to end the fight

Goddess of dream’s sand

I fall flat against this hard dirt

The heart of fallen angels are in command

Falling with my broken wing

Accept me for who I have become

Both of us are tired of aching

I have always loved you

Mí na Nollaig approaches

Let me help you with your muumuu

Choice is yours, to be fruit

With performing miracles and shining stars

Or reservations on Lexington’s route

Falling in a downward spiral

Awoken from my study of disbelief

Encephalitis gone, your love is viral

I am not going anywhere; I have no place to be

Two have taken to falling

I continue to purchase your white tea

Let it burn for a little while longer

This wick of desire must meet

Days pass as our love gets stronger

Slipping under the over pass

Falling between the cracks

Lying on last year’s meadow grass

I’m falling to the earth

Catch me in your arms

Make my long wait worth

Autumn leaves are falling now

Another year will pass

Time for your heart to avow

You fell in love with me

And I fell in love with you

It’s time to become our very own we

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.11.08.12:44:11@205HudsonNYC

Running Without You

I’m running through these fields of golden wheat

Following the path of my fire so sweet

Past the cottonwoods and the music of meadowlarks

My heart speaks to me and tells me to follow the sparks

Insides ache with emptiness, we grieve

Together, our stories have only begun to weave

I’m running past the descent of the sun

There is only you, the destination of my run

Depart your harbor and hoist up the sail

I’ll run around this earth and send you air mail

Catch the winds that lead you to my heart

It’s impossible for our love to depart

I’m running beneath the sea

Searching for the perfect place for you and me

Our threads of passion have intertwined

No longer is our love hidden and blind

Let your dreams incubate with mine

Love like this is only once, so divine

I’m running towards you with my key

Unlock yourself before our December jubilee

My tumbled scar is healed, removed the suture

Repair my heart, so let us share our future

Our balcony on the Mediterranean will wait

Accompany me into love’s gate

I’m running without you today

I know once you are in, long you will stay

Giving up is not an option for the two

The life we live is not quite through

Bid farewell to that port

It is I who will be your aisle escort

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.11.06.22:37:36@296NYC

Argue With The Donkey!

Don’t make excuses

Don’t tell lies

Just argue with the donkey!

Don’t put up

Don’t put out

Just argue with the donkey!

You may walk away

You may even compare

But,

You’ll have to argue with the donkey!

You may come back for more

You may even bleed or plead

But

You’ll have to argue with the donkey!

No arguing with me

Take it up with management

Just argue with the donkey!

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.11.06.16:36:12@205HudsonNYC

Borders

I’m crossing these borders

Bending the self-made rules

Scratching what was said, and my head

Space between you and I

It’s not an answer

Sent to us from Gods, Spirits or Witnesses.

Nothing exists to me

Reality is gone

Physicality never was

No shock to me

That my heart will never be the same

Since I fell in love with your beautiful hue

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.30.15:26:35@205HudsonNYC

Ending Pain

Take your knife

Follow the delicate patterns

Trim me complete

Follow my scar lines

Somethings are better left not understood

Remove me from this life

Slit my throat

Reach up inside

Tie my tongue in a philosophical knot

Rip my hair out

And tear off my fingernails

Burn my flesh

Feed my bones to machines

Put my cock in a noose

Swallow my insides as I am alive

Let the people honor me at my funeral

Write notes in class

My lover’s disease is no sin

Show no mercy

Place your sword against my heart

Now thrust

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.30.15:05:49@205HudsonNYC

Sea Garden

You are my mermaid

Flowing in and out of my life

The current takes you to my heart

The very depths of which

You have made your home

Settled inside my cave of emotions

A breeze above the sea blows

Trade winds bring you near

Then take you far

You are my pearl

My greatest discovery

A hidden treasure found

My every day paradise

My heart’s companion

The spell which has kept me

Sea creatures of the North

Golden chariots take us forth

To my kingdom of love under the sea

A place for you and me

Sea creatures of the South

Put your rose lips to my mouth

Let your eyes look beyond the sea

Open wide and tell me that I am he

Sea creatures of the East

My eyes upon you have never seen such a feast

In this blue water sea

It is time to be with thee

Sea creatures of the West

I know you wish to settle in my nest

Where you and I become one with the sea

No more shall I make plea

Ride the waves of the world

Don’t let yourself miss the wind

For the zephyr has taken you to my arms

Continue to capture it and seize it

Let the winds lead you further

To the hands I offer and heart I open

A new dawn has risen

Rays of the sun penetrate these waters

My blue eyes are not yet ice

Opportunity has knocked on the hull

Let’s make love as the sails ripen us

It’s time to throw the nautical charts to the wind

Filled with intellectual delight and exquisite beauty

You are my everything love

My garden beneath the sea

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.27.24:00:14@296NYC

Passing

For days now I’ve been blind.

I woke up two Tuesdays ago blind.

Not knowing how this happened, I led my current life puzzled.

Put your arms out and guide me across this street.

Filled with chaotic delivery trucks and bike messengers.

Take me to the other side.

And let me be free, on my way.

Someday I’ll come across you once more.

On one knee I’ll fall.

And ask you to marry me.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.26.12:02:04@205HudsonNYC

Opa (Version #5)

I didn’t know who to call

I wanted to call you

But I couldn’t call you

I couldn’t call to tell you

That Opa is dead

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.25.03:33:57@296NYC

Vomit (Version #2)

I was riding along

On the downtown number 6 train

Riding along

On the subway

From uptown to downtown

When all of a sudden

A woman

Vomited on the subway floor

People scattered

Away from their seated positions

And left the area

As if it were a crime scene

Or toxic waste dump

The people left the woman

Left the situation

The people escaped the human catastrophe

They left the subway car

To seek refuge on the platform or next car

They left the woman

To her own

I could not understand this

I could not contemplate

Where is the humanity?

I got up

Walked over to the woman

Clearly in discomfort

Distress

Embarrassment

Illness

I walked up to her

Handed her some napkins

Asked her if she was okay

Asked her if she needed help

Asked her if she needed anything

She took my napkins

And thanked me for the care

I do not understand human beings

Why run when someone is in that situation instead of help?

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.20.24:57:35@296NYC

Waiting (Version #2)

I’m waiting,

waiting for you.

Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years.

I’ll wait another decade, even two, even three.

I’ll wait

to dance with you

to kiss you

to hold you

to walk down the street while holding your hand.

I’ll wait

even more

I’ll wait for pigs to fly

I’ll wait for frogs to rain from the sky

I’ll wait forever

For I have waited so long

And a person like you

Only once comes along

I’ll burn the time zones

And I’ll bury the clocks.

I’ll put the sun dials in shade

And the moon on hold.

I’ll unplug the electricity

And crack the bell.

I’ll erase the digits

And destroy the tick tock.

Forever I have waited

Forever I will wait

Wait for you

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.19.12:24:02@205HudsonNYC

Anything

This poem was about to have no title.

As I write this, I don’t know what I’ll write.

I contemplate its format. Do I use proper punctuation?

I usually don’t. But perhaps today is different.

After all, anything can happen.

Just like -

Earlier today,

I stepped in a pile of shit.

You know what they say?

Later on,

A pigeon shit on my shoulder

It doesn’t matter what I say in this poem.

Or any poem. Because there is always a bottom line.

A usual theme.

You know what it is.

He knows, she knows, you all know.

That I love her.

But, according to recent realizations by a select few,

it has been determined that I, the author of this poem,

or is it a poem?, hasn’t met her yet.

But that doesn’t matter. Because I wrote this.

Anything can happen.

And it doesn’t matter.

Because no matter what anything is happening,

I still love you.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.18.14:13:44@205HudsonNYC

Thirty One

If you think I cannot wait thirty one more years, you are all wrong.

I’ve waited thirty one years for this very moment.

I can certainly wait another thirty one more years.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.18.11:58:51@205HudsonNYC

Fourteen I Love Yous

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.18.09:11:00@SpringStThompsonStNYC

Kissing Someone

Last night,

I kissed someone.

And she wasn’t you.

And each time I kiss someone else,

You’ll be moving further away.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.17.10:19:44@205HudsonNYC

Love (Version #21)

Struggle.

Should it be?

Who is to know.

I am one to certainly know,

that there are no rules,

and if there were rules,

I would bend them, break them, morph them, crack them, disobey them, ruin them, destroy them, conquer them.

If there were rules about love.

But there are no rules about love.

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.17.01:50:28@296NYC

Found Hair

As I twisted about,

Twisted around,

I came up in the morning

Woken to Charlie yelling at me

No sunlight hit my face.

I awoke

Slowly rolled and climbed

Lowered myself to the ground

And as i did

What did I see

But a single hair

Falling from my bed

A hair from you.

© David Greg Harth 2006

06.10.13.23:03:55@296NYC

Mashed Potatoes

I got this email from my mother the other day. I wanted to share it with you.

Subject: mashed potatoes

Date: Oct 12, 2006 9:28 AM

great news! If you enjoy REAL mashed potatoes (not instant) go to the supermarket,

in the dairy section and find a container called Diner’s Choice.

It comes in a huge tub in a few styles and pretty healthy too.

I tried Country Style Mashed. It is to die for.

You microwave it as isand add margerine if you want.

It is real potatoes made with skim milk, not alot of fat.

it is not frozen so it is dated and it is refrigerated.

They have garlic mashed and others. Yabba dabba doo!

I would say it serves 2-3...

I found this by chance...what a nice surprise....run don’t walk.....

if you need the taste of real comfort food that is healthy too :)

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.12.09:33:17@205HudsonNYC

September End

(I)

Month’s end is here

My eyes shed lonely tears

My heart is bleeding

Like the Antarctic Sea

Love for you has not disappeared

The symphony awaits your attendance

Passenger trains are filled

With but one love

When blue eyes of Kansas met blue eyes of York

No one told us there would be a solar eclipse

(II)

I wish not to sleep alone tonight

My sheets await your arrival

Do not stay out too late

I’ll keep the light on

Claim that you are free

And become my forever angel

You are my compass to life’s journey

A path in the commitment of two warm hearts

(III)

Take my hand

Waltz with me

Through the hall of love

Showering arrows from heaven above

I’ll put on my finest suit

You’ll wear your softest silk

We’ll dine on the breadth of the moon

Backlit among the lights of Paris

(IV)

Let my tongue greet your October thighs

Like it has never done before

It’s me down below

Licking at your morning dew

Let our cries of tender desire

Rattle the ground that all others walk upon

And let our love making sweat

Make the sun jealous

(V)

Month’s end is here

My eyes shed lonely tears

The autumn air has moved across the Hudson

Each day gets colder as they go by

I hear the screams from your heart

Your deepest part always welcomed

A sunset without you in my life

Is like volcanic ash filling my lungs at night

I leave my love with one last sentence

Live as if there were no tomorrow

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.10.12.24:39:46@296NYC