David Harth 2004-05-11 David Harth 2004-05-11

Lost

I can’t help but feel

my loneliness

conversations scattered

in my bleeding heart

dying without you

alone with nothing

I’m lost without

and still haven’t found

I thought I did

recently

and years ago

I walked on empty beaches

and climbed occasions of joy

04.05.11.20:19:00@296NYC

David Harth 2004-04-27 David Harth 2004-04-27

Leave Me George

Leave me George,

for I no longer love you.

We’ve been together

for over forty years.

They have been quite

wonderful years.

Amazing, exquisite, personal.

But I’ve changed,

and I no longer love you.

I deeply care for you.

I am sorry. I do hope you understand.

Leave me George,

for I no longer love you.

I have fallen in love

and I have fallen out.

You were my light,

my devotion, my night time kiss.

You were mine,

for most of my life,

but changes are upon me.

Leave me George,

for I no longer love you.

04.04.27.02:21:39@296NYC

David Harth 2003-10-12 David Harth 2003-10-12

Loss

haven’t contained

i have only lost

haven’t obtained

i have only lost

haven’t gained

i have only lost

haven’t won

I have only lost

haven’t utilized

I have only lost

My sense of loss is great

greater than mankind

womankind

humankind

or for that kind,

womyn kind

Greater than a sense

beyond a thought

drawn pathways

passage doors

overlooking streets

from Milstein to Babies

Loss,

it’s what I have,

Lack,

it’s what I cherish

Loss,

it’s what I have earned

and learned, but,

certainly, I have not

yearned

Loss, my beauty,

is in my eyes

a reflection of you

but you are not there

but gone

as a wish

blown in the wind...

03.10.12.01:08:04@296NYC

David Harth 2003-10-06 David Harth 2003-10-06

Love (Version #16)

Love is beyond

the comprehension

of those that drift

in this world.

The concept of love

is so beyond

great, immense,

wonderful and beautiful.

Love is out of reach

for many who possess

the largest heart

in the world.

Love is beyond

any amount of

desire, lust or warmth,

that a person may have.

Love is lost

among those that

wander opposite

sides of the earth.

Love never finds

two people,

it only ignores

those who want

it the most.

03.10.06.01:05:22@296NYC

David Harth 2003-09-26 David Harth 2003-09-26

loving

I can hear the wind rustle

your grey Brillo-like hair.

I can hear the dust sand-blasting

your old-aged skin.

I can see your liver spots,

sprouting on your cheeks,

and on the palms of your hands

that held mine for so many years.

I can smell the scent of your urine,

as you struggle to make it to the toilet in time.

I can still smell the first bouquet of flowers

you bought me so many years ago.

I can touch your face filled with folds and creases,

and admire the years I’ve grown with you.

I can fall in love with you,

just by gazing into your foggy eyes.

I can comb your knotted hair clean,

I can place your worn shoes on your feet,

I can help you walk up the stairs,

I can give you your different colored medications.

I can hear the disease crawling on your surface.

I can listen to it penetrate your soul.

I can see the vivid dreams which you now act out.

I can look at the warmth you distribute through your native tongue.

I can smell the chocolate chip cookies baking in the oven.

I can feel the first snowfall we shared in the park.

I know you are fading away,

slowly reaching upwards,

to your night-time bed.

Slowly, leaving this place,

peacefully.

03.09.26.12:52:57@296NYC

David Harth 2003-09-05 David Harth 2003-09-05

Lovers Lost

Lovers,

going among the dance floor

finding themselves

lost among each other

Lovers,

attempting to find a match

before the night comes to a close

not after the last flight out

Lovers,

following the sparkling lights

and moonrise above the mountain tops

a mile above sea

Lovers,

finishing their last cocktail

smoking their last fag

dancing their last step

Lovers,

searching each other’s eyes

trying to find that moment’s connection

to put the day’s events behind

Lovers,

reminding themselves that today is their future

while tomorrow life goes on

and yesterday was only a memory

Lovers,

lost on this dance floor in which we break

this dance floor which we make

this dance floor which we hate

03.09.05.02:14:33@296NYC

David Harth 2003-08-16 David Harth 2003-08-16

Left In The Dark

You left me.

Without saying a word,

you left.

After the evening,

the shared passion,

the lust.

You walked up and left me.

Now I lie here,

alone,

invisible,

with open hands,

left in the dark.

03.08.16.01:11:11@296NYC

David Harth 2003-06-14 David Harth 2003-06-14

loving you

loving you is the hardest thing to do

03.06.14.02:07:34@296NYC

David Harth 2003-06-04 David Harth 2003-06-04

Love, Again

I’m in love again.

I admit it.

I’ve fallen once more.

Head over heels.

I’m in cloud nine.

I’m high above.

Wonderful.

Sunshine is all around.

Everywhere.

Fate brought us together.

Love is all around.

I’m in love.

Love, again.

03.06.04.01:04:22@296NYC

David Harth 2003-02-27 David Harth 2003-02-27

Let’s Go MTA

Darling,

Let’s go on the MTA

Manhattan bound

Travel uptown and downtown

Let’s wave at the children on the sidewalks

Let’s play in our own minds

Never pressing that yellow tape

That signal for a noise

A stop

Not us

Darling,

Let’s go on the MTA

Manhattan bound

Travel uptown and downtown

Let’s smile as the passengers smile with us

Let’s not get off until the last stop

Never looking away

At the eyes of ourselves

You

And I

Darling,

Let’s go on the MTA

Manhattan bound

Travel uptown and downtown

It’s in my mind

You introduced me

From the jukebox heros

And from Queens and Brooklyn

A stop in The Bronx

It’s time, darling

Let’s get on the bus,

And kiss...

03.02.27.22:57:10@296NYC

David Harth 2003-02-16 David Harth 2003-02-16

Love (Play)

Love

bird

Love

fellow

Love

you

Love

hate

Love

war

Love

peace

Love

lover

Love

sex

Love

talent

Love

kiss

Love

now

Love

yesterday

Love

no more

03.02.16.02:14:14@296NYC

David Harth 2002-12-18 David Harth 2002-12-18

Love (Version #15)

You told me to wait.

You told me not to look.

You told me it did not exist.

I always believe it did.

And today, I discovered it does!

And you can’t have any.

It’s right here.

I cradle it in my hands.

I cradle love in my hands.

Love.

02.12.18.23:04:13 296 New York City

David Harth 2002-06-21 David Harth 2002-06-21

Love (Version #14)

It hurts so much

to not be in love.

02.06.21.19:03:36@1515NYC

David Harth 2002-05-16 David Harth 2002-05-16

Love (Version #13)

It’s 9 O’clock in the morning

I just poured the tea

From my corner kitchen view

I see you rising from the bed of white

My heart beats loudly today

I know I’m in love

I’ve never felt anything quite like this before

Nothing so powerful, so overwhelming, so unique, so strong

I have warm chills throughout my body

Making me thirst to be with you constantly

And hungry for the surface of your skin

Inspired by your thoughts and kindness

The world is good to me today

Bright, happy, dandy, jolly

Because I am with you now

And you make my world a much better place to live in

Without you I live under a dark cloud

With you I am together and true and filled with smiles

I paint black self-portraits when you are not around

I rediscover who I am and learn about life when I am with you

You make me want to be a better person

Never knew I believed in Love, but your existence proved it to me

The feeling is so extraordinary

Unbelievable, beyond my human comprehension

You are the angel I have always dreamed about

Beautiful and intelligent

You are beyond the greatest fantasy

True in every way

You are the meaning to the lyrics of all my favorite songs

Sexy and challenging

You are a gift I will cherish for eternity

Real in my previously unreal world

Thank you for loving me

Thank you for everything

I love you

02.05.16.12:13:48@1515NYC

David Harth 2002-05-07 David Harth 2002-05-07

Lover Boy

I must have been about 11 years old.

Not really sure.

I was with my family in Wild Wood NJ.

We stayed at the same hotel each time we went.

We were more south than the popular area of Wild Wood.

I guess, we were more in Wild Wood Crest.

It was quiet, calm; more peaceful.

We stayed at the Crusader Inn.

I remember an armored knight being in the lobby.

And of course, a gift shop, with the same stuff that all gift shops had.

The 2nd floor was the best, because that was pool level.

It might have also had the arcade.

I wasn’t big on games, but it provided mild entertainment.

Although, I don’t think I ever went?

Sometimes we would get a suite facing the street.

Other times we would be beach front.

We would always get a room with two rooms, one for the parents, one for the kids.

And with a kitchenette too.

Even at a young age, some can define me as a “Lover Boy”

In nursery school I had a school-bus-yellow T-shirt, with a glittery iron-on patch that said “Lover Boy”

I still have that shirt someplace (although it doesn’t fit)

Anyway -

I remember loving the sunset.

I’ve even talked about it in previous poems.

And in fact, talked about this same moment that I will begin talking about once again.

It was early evening, sunset.

My sister, who is older than myself, was involved with someone.

There was this one song that reminded my sister of her boyfriend.

This influenced me.

I adapted this song for myself.

For my own reminder.

Only, I didn’t have a significant other.

However, this one moment, this is a moment that sticks with me forever.

The song, the sunset, remember hearing the song over the loud speaker at the pool.

The lights lit up the pool in the early darkness.

I could feel a slight warm salty breeze against my skin.

The sunset was beautiful with oranges and pinks and violet.

This was the moment.

The moment that lasts forever.

Which made me realize.

That my lover is out there.

And, I’ll spend eternity searching for the right person.

Who may be in India or England, or even Argentina or the United States.

02.05.07.15:12:51@1515NYC

David Harth 2002-04-17 David Harth 2002-04-17

Love (Version #12)

I’ve never seen it

I’ve never known it

But I know you are in it

And I know you believe in it

So,

You and yours,

Give me hope

That one day,

Perhaps I’ll be in Love

02.04.17.17:12:59@1515NewYorkCity

David Harth 2002-02-02 David Harth 2002-02-02

Love (Version #11)

In that bed of white

I want to lay beside you

And read you my poetry all night

02.02.02.12:57:22@296NYC

David Harth 2001-10-04 David Harth 2001-10-04

Lust de Bator

Met you at Graceland

I want to watch you play

Rub yourself away into heaven

Forget about today’s smoke

Watch you in the night

Look you under the covers

You are the great one

Masturbating away

Lust all around

Met you the other day

Can’t shake off this sugar

Sweet touch will make you cum

Haven’t realized the needs

Let it out and touch you

Reach you high with an invitation

Speaking in words of ten

Thinking in circles

I want to watch you play

Listen to your sounds

See your body movement

Up and down around town

Elevated above the air

High above today’s sheet

Sinking down in the softness

Your own hard penetration

Your fingers deep inside

Let me see you

I want to see you

This smoke will clear away

Elvis is back

01.10.04.02:23:21 @ 296 NYC

David Harth 2001-08-30 David Harth 2001-08-30

Lush, Bizarre Musings, and Brain Spillage

Damn, you are diligent about transportation safety ... I’ve gotta take some

tips from you ! I just retain this stuff because my mother raised me with

the belief that death was just around the corner in the form of an accident,

a germ, a pervert ... everywhere you looked in my childhood the grim reaper

was flapping his leathery wings. Actually, the hoof-and-mouth drama in

Britain offered bittersweet nostalgia for me and my siblings ... sweet

because it brought back remembrances of Mom warning us that we’d get it if

our lips touched the spout on a water fountain ... bitter because I

discovered her abject lie that humans can’t get it ! First Santa Claus,

then hoof-and-mouth ... where does the deception end ?

01.08.30.02:34:44 @ 296 NYC

David Harth 2001-07-03 David Harth 2001-07-03

Little Bird & Big Bear

And the Little Bird said “No, don’t do it!”

But the Big Bear said “I have to do it, the pain is too much, I’m in too much pain.”

The Little Bird continued with “No, don’t. The Owl loves you. All of our friends love you. The Deer, The Squirrel, even the Bat loves you.”

But the Big Bear only insisted, “I must do it; I have to, the pain is too much.”

In a convincing voice, the Little Bird tries desperately to talk to the Big Bear, “But Big Bear, surely there must be another way to rid yourself of such horrible pain? Why not talk to me, talk to your friend the Owl, he is so wise. Talk to your friend the Woodchuck or the Woodpecker. Let us help you solve your pain, won’t you?”

The Big Bear only became furious and argumentative, “I am in so much pain. You cannot perceive the amount of pain I am in. The pain is horrifying, tormenting, and extremely difficult to comprehend!”

But Little Bird, continued with a calm voice, “Big Bear, you must trust me, you must remain calm; we will work together and get you out of this pain.”

Now Big Bear is even more angry, with a ferocious roar, “I will eat you alive Little Bird, I will eat you alive! You just flutter on by with flying wings. Free to go there and free to go here. Your friends can try all they want, even the Elk or the mighty Mountain Lion. I will not budge; I will not change. I have to rid myself of this pain, and I have to do it today!”

Little Bird stunned that his lifetime friend is violently twisting in his position and is so argumentative. He doesn’t know what to do. Little Bird is stunned and surprised. He flies to all the other animals. The Owl, The Squirrel, The Deer, The Bat, The Woodchuck, The Woodpecker, The Elk, and even the Mountain Lion! He flies to them for help. Little Bird gathers all the animals around the Big Bear, in hopes to convince him that his pain will recede. As they gather around, they hear a loud bang. A huge bang! An amazing BANG! The Big Bear drops to his side. To the ground of the forest. The dirty leaves. No longer in pain. The Big Bear is dead, and the hunters take him away.

01.07.03.12:39:00@1515NYC