Once Belonging

There once was a time when I belonged to you

That time is gone, forever gone

You had encompassed my heart

Every beat I had, was a beat for you

But now that you are gone

And I am still here

My heart no longer belongs to you

For that once upon a time

Is forever gone

© 2011 David Greg Harth

11.01.17.1519:06@323NYC

When Snow Falls, Clouds Speak

Snow cascades down upon me

Covering my head

Surrounding me toe to knee

In a blanket of white

My wandering mind wonders

Everything seemed so right

The clouds speak to me

Reminders of you

In everything I do and see

I’ll lean way back to kiss the sky

With an arch to heaven

I confess my heart does not lie

My heart says take me

It shouts louder than the cloud’s reach

Stretches further than the vast sea

Beneath these clouds I put my ear

I listen to your untold stories

Your secret whispers are what I hear

Falling frozen crystals bind to me

Each snowflake is encrypted with the same message

They each say you have the key

These speaking clouds gently drift by

I remember the sensational touch of your soft skin

And the delicate twinkle in your eye

Notes fall from the sky for me

Revelations of sweetness and desire

Tales of love and tranquility

In the snowy night I hear your voice

Each passing cloud brings time closer

In the future I know we shall rejoice

This snow around me is waist deep

Collect your dreams at night

Alongside you I wish to sleep

Clouds of yesterday talk to me

Thinking of you each moment I’m alive

Next time I will forever kiss thee

Today and tomorrow, you are missing

From this snowy earth to this cloudy stratosphere

It is you I miss kissing

When the time is right for you and me

Nothing can deny these meeting souls

Everlasting love is what I foresee

So, with a breath of fresh air

Clouds have spoken and snow has fallen

I am your mate and I am your hare

I bid you farewell to you from me

Silently I depart with awakening storms

Know that my heart is yours entirely

© 2011 David Greg Harth

11.01.15.03:30:23@130BklynNYC

Losing

Nobody told me that I would lose my pacifier

and nobody told me that I would lose my toy car

I lost my place in line and lost my seat

I lost my papers and lost my ticket

Nobody told me that I would lose my religion

and nobody told me that I would lose my luggage

I lost my way home and lost my puzzle piece

I lost my voice and lost my mix tape

Nobody told me that I would lose my virginity

and nobody told me that I would lose my job

I lost my dog and I lost my cat

I lost my grandmother and I lost my grandfather

Nobody told me that I would lose my apartment

and nobody told me I would lose my gift

I lost my check and lost my fluid

I lost my socks and lost my way

Nobody told me that I would lose my spot reading

and nobody told that I would lose my line drawing

I lost my father and I lost my direction

I lost my thread and lost my cookies

Nobody told me that I would lose my balance

and nobody told me that I would lose my self

I lost my fear and lost my security

I lost my pride and lost my glue

Nobody told me that I would lose my memory

and nobody told me that I would lose my dream

I lost my competition and lost my judgment

I lost my entry and lost my degree

Nobody told me that I would lose my fight

and nobody told me that I would lose my teeth

I lost my invitation and lost my sensation

I lost my position and lost my inspiration

Nobody told me that I would lose my eyesight

and nobody told me that I would lose my hearing

I lost my hope and lost my tears

I lost my drive and lost my time

Nobody told me that I would lose you

and when I lost you,

I lost my heart.

© 2011 David Greg Harth

11.01.07.13:00:03@550MadisonNYC

Sinking In Sorrow

I am sinking,

Water up to my neck,

I can’t help my ache.

Wanting you

Like never before,

Never healed.

Never in love.

I am sinking,

Over the rush.

Climbing and tackling,

Taking the journey

Head on.

I am sinking,

Following your steps.

Avoiding the flood.

The drops of pain.

Love is all around.

I’m here,

Always for you.

I am sinking,

My heart is breaking.

An ensemble of 

Cloaked mourners gather.

Under dark skies

Bagpipers play.

Drowning out these

Tears of love.

I am sinking,

I’ve written you a love song.

I’ll whisper it in your ear,

As you get lost

In my arms.

I am sinking.

© 2005-11 David Greg Harth

05.07.01.21:56:00@NYC

11.01.05.16:59:21@550NYC

Water Solutions

Too slippery too salty too clear too milky too dark.

Too wet too smooth too hard too bitter too sweet.

Too chemically too thin too fat too cold too hot.

Too airy too thick too green too blue too metal.

Too old too new too silky too grainy too rough.

Too filled too empty too broad too wide too hidden.

Too deep too shallow too yellow too hollow too tainted.

Too fast too slow too much too fluid too damp.

© 2011 David Greg Harth

11.01.05.16:37:39@550MadisonNYC

The Beginning Until The End

Even in the beginning

Examiners knew the end was near

It was fate, and fate brought this upon me

There was no revolt

Or revolution

There was no review

Or recognition

Even in the middle

Enthusiasts knew the end was near

It was fate, and fate brought this upon me

There was no comprehension

Or calculation

There was no communism

Or cease

Even in the end

Evolution didn’t reverse

It was fate, and fate brought this early death

© 2011 David Greg Harth

11.01.03.16:26:28@550MadisonNYC

Lost In On And On

Soldiers marching forward

Across the battlefield

A monopoly of mines plague these hills

Shoes soaked from a yearlong sweat

Still, we march on

Dark clouds roll in

A thunder cracks and divides sky from ground

The rumble of drums shamble in the distance

Without warning

I’ve become a martyr without asking

Lost

I carry on

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.12.20.15:57:50@550MadisonNYC

What Must Be Done

Demanded from yesterday

An old oak tree wilts atop the hill

Cold winter came upon us

Set forth this bone chill

Decapitated crow scowls

Thin ice cracks below feet

Dead leaves scatter in the wind

Soulless about to defeat

Distant church bells chime

An echo of sadness sweeps across frozen land

Funeral procession marches

Boat across Styx isn’t even manned

Desolate unknown graves blanket us

Alienated from mother’s womb

Hollow wooden coffins contain us

Vacant heart is sealed in a tomb

Damaged bricks form a facade

Footsteps in mud lead nowhere

Failing to see the door ajar

Plummeting into a spiral of despair

Dangerous falling of fate

Home now; empty of life

Sparse and silent of rhythm

Bled from head to toe with knife

Descent into depths of loneliness

Burned by a beloved’s deception

Nailed by foot, nailed by wrist

Born of immaculate conception

Damned wings are delicate

Ground caught daily tears

Soaked earth flourished

New trees sprout for years

© David Greg Harth

2010.12.17.09:42:10@550MadisonNYC

In Honor

Look carefully at the warrior I have become

Loyal, selfless and true

Back and forth, I am not quite through

I appear before your next inhale

I disappear before you exhale

I am the air you breathe

I am the wind that carries you

I elapse time between you

I create history beside you

I am the ground that rattles beneath your feet

I am the battle that rages in your heart

I am your unconscious decision

I will reveal my destruction and courage

My addiction, dedication and strong will

It is my destiny, my passion, my instruction

I am noble, brave, and fearless

I am exiled from your world

Filled with power, I come in death

I defy categorization, gravity, and emotion.

I conquer your heart, and become your love

I protect the innocent

Care for the aged

I spawn the non-existent

Cherish the forgotten

I pass through inanimate objects

Drift above cloudy skies

And in a moment’s time

I am gone without a trace

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.12.15.24:43:11@130BklynNYC

Alone

This is a poem, a note, a letter, a declaration to all those who have been alone.

I want you to know, that I’ve been alone too. I’ve been there. To that darkest region. To that deepest part. To the edge. Where its only you. Where nothing is left.

I want you to know that I’ve been alone. And when you are alone, I am alone with you.

I want you to know, that when you’ve stood on that subway platform, contemplating your slight bend forward. Contemplating if your entire body will spin when the train hits your head or if your body will fall off balance and onto the tracks. Contemplating if its better to jump long before the train reaches you or to jump right when it’s in front of you. Debating if you’ll only get a concussion or if you truly will end it all.

I want you to know, that when you’ve done all the research. When you’ve figured out a way to purchase a gun or to get a hold of a gun. I want you to know, that when you’ve finally reached that point. When you are sitting alone. And only you and a winter cascade or summer breeze encompasses what’s left of your life. When you sit with the gun in your lap and you debate if you’ll pull the trigger of the gun with the barrel in your mouth or aside your temple. I want you to know, that when you are alone at the moment, I’ve been alone with you.

I want you to know, that when you’ve been to the base of a large bridge. When you figured out a pathway to reach the highest point. When you calculated the time it would take to get up on top. When you realized you’d have to wear layers of clothing to make sure you’d be warm enough on top to have a collective thought to jump. I want you to know if you’ve made it to the bridge’s end. And you were looking up. Just about to climb. And you thought nothing was left. No hope, no love, no friends, no enemies. When nothing but water surrounded your echo below. I want you to know that when you are alone at that moment, I’ve been with you.

I want you to know, that when you’ve had a knife near. When you’ve rid yourself of a mobile phone. When you’ve swallowed the car key after you’ve driven yourself out to a remote area. When there was no direction and no exit. When you were about to gorge yourself. So your pain was so vivid you’d hope you’d wake up from the nightmare of life. And at that very moment you pick up and carry on. And walk forever to the nearest hospital to only lie to them why you’ve swallowed a car key.  I want you to know, when you are alone then, I am with you. Alone.

I want you to know, that when you’ve been washing your clothes at weeks end and you realized that the gasoline will never come out and you’ll have to buy a new favorite shirt. When you realize it’s not the smartest option to execute your own death in your favorite clothes. When you realize it’s harder to burn oneself alive than most other methods. When you sat alone, covered in gasoline with a match nearby. When all was silent around you but the terrible pain in your heart continued to beat a fateful drum. When you were alone then, I was with you.

I want you to know, that each, method of suicide that you thought of, I probably thought of too. When you are alone, I am alone. And when I am alone, perhaps I’ll get a letter from you. And our bullets will fall like hidden angels to the ground, clanking as they hit the pavement.

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.12.13.12:19:47@130BklynNYC

Opa (Version #6)

The phone was ringing.

I heard it from the other room.

I ran to pick it up.

I thought I'd get it in time.

I only heard it ring four times.

I picked it up.

You weren't there.

© David Greg Harth

10.12.07.15:13:18@550MadisonNYC

How We Fall

Starts with one taking note

Of the other’s reproduction

Of the other’s seduction

Starts with one taking notice

Of the other’s stride

Of the other’s narcissistic pride

Starts with one taking notation

Of the other’s plump lips

Of the other’s curved hips

Starts with a symphony

An exchange of climactic harmony

Starts with a sail set free in the wind

A tryst where two have truly sinned

Continues with a gaze at beautiful eyes

A trace of fingers on soft thighs

Continues with midnight calls

Until finally heaven’s rain falls

It’s how we fall

Like a river running wild

Like a mother bearing child

It’s how we fall

Like an exploding volcanic eruption

Like a heart free of corruption

It’s how we fall

When your soul becomes my soul

And my soul becomes your soul

We have fallen

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.12.06.11:50:14@550MadisonNYC

I See Your Name

I see your name

Come and go

Come and go

Monday,

Tuesday,

Wednesday,

Thursday,

Friday

In passing, On the list

Come and go

Come and go

But that’s just it.

You are only a name now.

Not a person.

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.09.24.11:14:37@550MadisonAveNYC

Up

In the darkest midnight hour

Under the cover of blackness

Beneath the full moon’s scattered fingerprints

Drowned out by the rumble of approaching thunder

In the shadows of love’s past

Hidden among the forgotten and lost

Muffled by an echoed plea

Silenced with a concealed drum

Behind the defensive guard

Soldiers regroup and reload

The wall goes up.

Thick ropes are pulled

Iron gates are lowered

Water is emptied from the moat

Replaced with molten lava

Last chariots are escorted across

Bridges are destroyed

Staircases crumble to the ground

Ladders are burned to ashes

Catapults are dismantled

Instruments of flight are demolished

The wall goes up.

Released from the chamber

Now escorted back

Through violent storms

Through raging seas

To the frozen tundra

To the deepest depth below

Far below the obtainable surface

Far beyond the foreseeable future

Stolen and broken it was

Stronger and thicker it has become

The wall goes up.

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.08.26.14:34:31@550MadisonNYC

Attacking The Eaten

As if there was something left on their bones

We scurried to them

Their piles of bones so crisp and bare

We felt so famished and close to our own death

We were motivated to find one lasting piece

A little chunk of flesh left for us to eat

But nothing was there for us

Just bones and bones and bones and bones

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.08.23.15:01:21@550MadisonNYC

So Easily Forgotten

I was whisked

Uplifted and uprooted

That tornado came pounding at my door

No matter how I denied its entry

It still entered with such commanding force

Powerful to knock me from my stable stance

Spin me hundreds of feet into the air

Landing miles away from my origin

Now at a different location

With no sense of home

And no direction

No one knows my name

And no one recognizes my face

I am forgotten

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.08.23.14:21:37@550MadisonNYC

Gasoline

It struck me

As I was leaning against the gas station wall

We're on this road

Traveling together

But I had no idea

Where our destination was

I did not wonder

I wasn’t worried about directions

I wasn’t concerned about routes or boulevards

I wasn’t looking at the compass

And I wasn’t noticing where the shadows fell

We filled the car with gas

We cleaned the windshield free of dirt and bugs

We filled our snack bag with Twinkies and coke and chewing gum

And we admired the low gas prices at this small town gasoline station

The air here is crisp, as if a rainstorm just passed.

I can see rainbow swirls of gasoline in recently birthed puddles

The fresh scent of the pine trees behind the gasoline station infiltrates my nostrils

And you call to me, signaling that you are ready to go, ready to depart, ready to move on

So I leave my leaning position against the gas station wall

Leaving a slick muddy footprint from New York

With keys in my hand I walk towards you

And I asked, “Do you have your keys?”

With your answer,

It struck me,

We’re on this road

Traveling together

But I had no idea

Where our destination was

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.08.20.14:54:44@550MadisonNYC

North

Waking up in July has new meaning

I wasn’t expecting to break out of this dreaming

I’ve been with blue and I’ve been with brown

But in your ever-changing hazel I could certainly drown

I’ve been one to write a poem or a lengthy letter

But times like this are so rare, they are so much better

I’ve never started like this at ease

Who knew that you had the keys?

I’ve alerted the sun and I’ve alerted the moon

Each is primed to inspire as I look forward to spoon

I’ve been learning and I’ve been listening

Growing closer, I cancelled my waiting

I’ve even put cupid on hold

As these feelings begin to unfold

I’ve been known to run or duck or dive

But for this one, I’m willing to let it thrive

I’ve never been prepared for such a glow

It is this one I will cherish its grand flow

I’ve opened the door

Now ajar, yearning for more

Waking up in August is missing

It is you that I miss kissing

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.08.13.01:13:38@130BklynNYC

Happiness (Happiness on the Avenue)

I didn’t know happiness

Until the day I met you

In fact, it wasn’t the day I met you

But perhaps the 2nd day I met you

We were walking up the Avenue

I glanced over at you

And that smile of yours

Smiling and laughing at something I said

That’s when I discovered happiness

Everything before that, that wasn’t happiness

You -

You are happiness

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.08.10.17:08:31@550MadisonAveNYC

Another Day Has Descended Upon Us

My journey was long

From earth’s end

Through raging fires and horrid winds

Through endless seas and darkened skies

But I came forth

Out from the capturing forests

Out from the suicidal cliffs

Out from the swallowing deserts

I came forth

Because I heard your call

Your voice of reason

Your soft whisper

Your echoed song

Time is beginning to stand still

World’s rotation is coming to a stop

Everything is shifting, twisting and turning

But now that you are here

Everything makes sense

Everything matches

Everything is synching

This day is here

And this day shall not be forgotten

© 2010 David Greg Harth

10.07.27.15:24:00@550MadisonAveNYC