David Harth 2011-11-28 David Harth 2011-11-28

Erasing The Sky

As I laid down on the freshly cut grass

And looked high above me

At the amazing vivid blue sky

With beautiful white clouds

So fluffy and puffy and angelic

Organic shapes floating by

I took out my yellow number 2 pencil

And I began to erase

One by one

I took my little pink rubber eraser

At the end of my yellow number 2 pencil

And began to erase the clouds

Gently removing each beautiful cloud from the sky

Blowing each of their remains

Into the wind

11.11.28.16:25:10@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-25 David Harth 2011-11-25

Fall In Their Midst

I’ve been hunting

And I’ve been searching

Repeating this sequential confronting

I execute the daily working

As my enemy is waiting for me

Always behind the mountain lurking

Watching every move I make

Silently in the valley they remain unseen

Listening to every step I take

They wait for me each day

Stalk me by my trailing scent

I become their prey

I continue with my crusade

With an enveloping heart

No matter how much I am dismayed

With all my given reason

Advance with colossal potency

Even if held accountable for treason

It is my duty as a man with a wounded knee

In this midst I will reach out for you

And release your innocent soul free

11.11.25.02:27:45@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-25 David Harth 2011-11-25

Thank You Van Halen

It’s that time of year

Everyone says Thank You

Everyone is thanking

Thankful for this

Thankful for that

I’m thankful for Van Halen

And swooping chairs from the 60’s covered in hand knitted afghans

And military hats made of grey flannel

And swords and beads and M&Ms

And wooden tables and vinyl covered couches

And windowsills big enough to sit upon

And black La-Z-Boy chairs

And tuna fish and pineapple chicken and chocolate chip cookies

And the best chocolate milk in the world

And canned pears

I’m thankful for Van Halen

And Richard Marx

I’m thankful for Tom Cochrane

And Tom Stoppard

I’m thankful for Leslie

And Olivier

I’m thankful for Gilbert

And George

I’m thankful for Van Halen

And my 1991 Ford Red Probe

I’m thankful for all the doctors at Columbia Presbyterian Hospital

And Vicodin and Percocet and Huey Lewis & The News

I’m thankful for Van Halen

And remote electronic garage door openers

I’m thankful for the Garden State Parkway

And sunrises and sunsets that arrive at the same time

I’m thankful for Walkmans and Discmans and iPods

And these emotions that make me incredibly high

I’m thankful for Van Halen

And the prayers in my name

I’m thankful for prophylactics

And apple cider (served cold)

I’m thankful for pins and staples and physical therapy

And that high school cargo net

I’m thankful for blanketing snow

And goggles for my eyes

I’m thankful for gasoline

And tin containers that can hold ashes of the dead

I’m thankful

So fuckin’ thankful for Van Halen

Fuckin’ Van Halen

Mother Fuckin’ Van Halen

I thanked Van Halen so much in this poem

And you (the reader) have no idea why I’m fuckin’ thanking Van Halen

You don’t know the connection

Fuckin’ Van Halen

Thank you!

11.11.25.24:17:07@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-18 David Harth 2011-11-18

Swallowing Ajax

I’m healing

This is the fact that you should know

I didn’t know that I was being served a swallow on a plate

The plate was white porcelain with a blue trim

Quite beautiful actually

The swallow was hidden in sauce

With crispy onions and toasted almond slivers

Garnished with greens that looked like whiskers

Served with a white wine at room temperature

I ate the swallow without knowing it was a swallow

It went down simple

And was actually delicious

When I got home

I felt I did something morally wrong

And I still had no idea I just ate a swallow

To rid myself of this sin

I took a 14oz container of Ajax

Combined it with 32oz of water

And drank

My sins are gone

So is the lonely swallow

11.11.18.13:05:03@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-17 David Harth 2011-11-17

Be Still

Not even a whisper

Only silence

Not a rustle of grass

Not a pinch of salt

Not a crawl of a cricket

Remain quiet

In the distance

Don’t move

Don’t speak

Don’t breathe

From afar

Don’t observe

Don’t contemplate

Don’t learn to hate

Just keep the door ajar

I am quiet and I am silent

When this solitude is lifted

I will be exalted

Be still, and know that I am here

11.11.17.17:43:04@323NYC

David Harth 2011-11-17 David Harth 2011-11-17

The Miserable Heist

Court is in session

Right now, you are innocent

Until proven guilty

You’ll be judged by your peers

If found guilty

You’ll be punished

To the fullest extent of the law

There is no talking allowed in the court

No small talk, no whispering

The jurors will be awarded the proper respect

The judge will be honored honorably

May the first witness take the stand -

Nervous

Without any explanations

Sweating in your seat

Officer to your left

Judge to your right

God on the wall

Twenty-four eyes on your soul

This theft was illegal

Was it not?

This theft was immoral

Was it not?

This theft was inconceivable

Was it not?

Nervous more

Without any questions

Fidgeting in your seat

Officer to your left winks

Judge to your right winks

Servant on the floor

Twenty-four eyes wink at you

Court is out of session

Verdict has been made

11.11.17.17:25:37@323NYC

David Harth 2011-11-17 David Harth 2011-11-17

Occupation

There is all this talk

Of occupying Wall Street

And taking over the nation

Everyone is occupying

Whose streets? Our streets

Everyone is sitting in squares

or standing on stairs

Everyone has a big sign

or a loud megaphone

Everyone chants and screams

or bangs on thunderous drums

Some sit at oak desks

or stand on the trading floor

Some have good paying jobs

or are filthy and dirt poor

Some are young without health insurance

or old with bankrupt Medicare

Some are from far far away

or just around the corner bar

There is all this talk

Of occupation

Occupy this and occupy that

Occupy city, state, and the nation

Police state, people state

Out of state, in state

Counter-state, Fail-state

This is an out of control debate!

There is all this talk

Of occupying Wall Street

And taking over the nation

But all I really want

Is to occupy your heart

11.11.17.16:30:26@323NYC

David Harth 2011-11-17 David Harth 2011-11-17

Cranberries and Blueberries and Strawberries and Blackberries and Gooseberries and Raspberries

Hello Berry!

Won’t you be my berry?

I love berries.

Berries all over

Berries here and there

And E V E R Y W H E R E!

Gimme berries

I love berries

Berry this and berry that

Berry for you and berry for me

Berry for her and berry for he

Berry for you and me!

Cranberries and Blueberries

Strawberries and Blackberries

Gooseberries and Raspberries

Everyone loves a berry!

11.11.17.10:33:30@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-16 David Harth 2011-11-16

Vanishing Point

At my grandfather’s burial

His coffin was draped with the American flag

And two military officers played taps

It was a brutally frigid day

The coldness made my bones rattle

Made my spine take a back seat

I remember reading the eulogy

And crying

He’s vanished now

Even before he got to meet you

11.11.16.14:21:00@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-16 David Harth 2011-11-16

Lights On In The Distance

Crawling out of the accident

Trying to make my way

I need some help

Some assistance

Without it, I think I’ll die

There is nothing around me

My car rolled down the hill

Tossed a few times

Into the river’s edge

I’m lucky to be alive

Crawling

Pines

And fish spawning in the river

Rocks beneath me

Pebbles in my shoes

And leaves falling from the trees

A recent rain had passed

I’m crawling

I need help

Darkness is caving in

Coming in quickly

Soon will be night

And I’ll be out of day

I’m searching

For help

For some kind of lend

A hand

Some hope

I’m crawling to find my hero

Someone to rescue

Someone to heal

I’m crawling out of the accident

Up the steep hill

Away from this cold river

Away from the fish

And the rocks

Pebbles in my shoes

I’m cut

I’m bruised

I’m constricted

I’m tight

I’m light-headed

I’m dreaming

I’m parched

My tongue and lips are so dry

Chapped

I’m crawling

I’m crawling out of the accident

I see a light on in the distance

11.11.16.13:34:29@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-16 David Harth 2011-11-16

No Need For Jongelinck, I Only Need You

Over the course of years

I have walked and wandered and wondered

I have played and prayed and portrayed

I have tried and failed and paid and even got laid

Over the course of years

Beyond these stories and fairytales and hymns

Beyond these sonnets and poems and lyrics

Beyond these written notes, text messages and phone calls

Over the course of years

I was leading something that was so false

But it all comes so clear to me now

I don’t need Jongelinck

I only need you

11.11.16.24:40:32@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-16 David Harth 2011-11-16

Eat Me A Banana

Take it all the way in

You eat it perfectly

Oh, so perfectly that even months after

I remember the moment

That you ate that banana

11.11.16.24:26:29@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-15 David Harth 2011-11-15

Once

I had no intention

To fall in love with you

There are times

When one cannot prevent such chance

Such circumstance and happenstance

When one cannot predict

Such connection and magnetism

I had no intention

To fall in love with you

There are times

When these feelings are beyond our control

Such feelings reside so deep

When these emotions are admitted

Such beauty and positivity could be had

I had no intention

To fall in love with you

There are times

When no matter how hard you try too not

Such emanating souls intertwine

When no matter how hard you try to avoid

Such passionate harmony exists

I had no intention

To fall in love with you

But now I’m in love with you

And I’ve written it down

So, you know

And everyone knows

11.11.15.08:28:52@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-14 David Harth 2011-11-14

Women of Sierra Leone

Like clusters of sugary cereals on statuesque aisles

Cocoa Puffs, Cap'n Crunch, and Lucky Charms in high piles

Between surrounding swordsmen from other conquering tribes

Searching for the mate who will become our brides

She'll judge our faithful eyes and loving courage

As we break free of our prison and bondage

She'll be our bona fide canon and lover of truth

Escape our sweetest tooth and honest youth

She'll be our milk and our honey forever

Interlace us and challenge us with the foremost endeavor

Our greatest ambition is to achieve such grace

And have her hand in such a place

To have that hand she must give all

Before he puts up the monumental wall

2011.11.14.13:37:00@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-14 David Harth 2011-11-14

Leaving, Entering

One leaves

One enters

Like a revolving door

and escalators that go up and down

Like the life cycle of birth and death

and metamorphosis of caterpillar to butterfly

One leaves

One enters

Like changing seasons

and changing diapers

Changing clothes

and changing flights

One leaves

One enters

Like bubbles bursting

and snowflakes melting

Like bruises healing

and baby teeth falling out

One leaves

One enters

Like shooting stars entering the atmosphere

and day changing to night

Like the ocean’s high and low tide

and diamonds discovered among non-worthy gems

When one leaves

Another one enters

When one enters

The other has left

This is the cycle

The constant cycle of

Leaving and entering

11.11.14.09:10:41@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-13 David Harth 2011-11-13

Awareness

I am aware when my skin is damp

I feel the wetness surround me

Whether it be from the autumn rain

Or an ocean swell

I am aware when midnight strikes

Darkness blankets the earth

From the deepest terrain to the furthest star

My concealed eyes observe nothing

I am aware when new beginnings arise

Scents of blooming flowers penetrate

I hear the buzz of honey bees hover

Hummingbirds sing in orchestrated unison

I am aware when you are true

When your bravery is portrayed with tears

When your lips meet my lips

Time stands still and is envious

When these two souls engage

However,

I am unaware how far I should place

thee dagger into thy heart

I only hope its puncturing depth

will relieve this heartache I’m in

11.11.13.01:00:54@130BklynNYC

David Harth 2011-11-12 David Harth 2011-11-12

Labyrinth