I Once Asked You

I once asked you

If you loved me

You said yes

I once asked you

If you loved me

You said yes

I once asked you

If you loved me

You said yes

Three times of love,

And the sparrow

Is shot dead.

© David Greg Harth

16.02.28.20:51:00@BalticSea (Tallinn > Helsinki)

Impact

There are two ways

            of making

an

            impact

Laughter we shared

Smiles photographed

Music we heard

Concert we danced at

Tears we tasted

Mourning in silence

Snow that fell upon us

Running in the rain

Soaring planes

Observing skies

Walking side by side

Holding hands down the street

Conversations had

Games of phone tag

Burgers eaten

Sharing dessert

Taking a photo booth portrait

Visiting an art museum

Laying upon the grass in the park

Bird songs echoing overhead

Riding the roller coaster

Drifting on the ocean’s edge

Waking up late

Eating popcorn at the movies

Standing for eternity

Witnessing a signature

Kissing beneath midnight

Making love forever

All these experiences

And I have nothing left

Nothing to give

And nothing to receive 

Every bone crushed

Every organ destroyed

I become no longer recognizable

I am dead

It was impossible to survive a fall from such a height

A jump

After my body has impacted the ground

The mourners will ask you,

How has he impacted your life?

© 2014 David Greg Harth

14.05.15.09:32:00@130BKLYNNYC

I Saw Her Once, I Saw Her Twice

I saw her once,

            I saw her twice

I took out the tin from the locked safe

It held my heart in hidden isolation

From the last till this day

It’s time to surrender to temptation

Seduction has begun

This heart of mine is no longer concealed

The curtain has fallen

I’ve put down my armor and relinquished my shield

I saw her once,

            I saw her twice

First she became a vision

I’m captured and I surrender

Future approaches

Soft kisses tender

Second she became a memory

I’m still and charmed

Standing here with extended hands

Seized with curiosity and unarmed

Third sighting unseen

This story is revealing and untold

Prediction may yield true

This tale will certainly unfold

I saw her once,

            I saw her twice

I’ll see her thrice

            Her beauty is my vice

© 2013 David Greg Harth

13.03.12.12:50:37@130BklynNYC

Invalid

I was in love with you

Everyone in our worlds knew it

My faithful affection was true

Ever since you abandoned me

I’ve been trapped in my own prison

Each night I make a wailing plea

I have been unable to repair

This shattered lifeless heart

Nor pull myself from this unbearable despair

Without you I cannot exist

For uncovered reasons

I have slit my wrist

Do not fear

I’ve written you a poem to remember me by

Maybe now you’ll shed a tear

This is not that verse

But if I am dead

Things cannot be worse

Ponder this last ballad

Now that I am gone

I have become invalid

© 2013 David Greg Harth

13.02.20.02:33:33@130BklynNYC

In

No turning back

Not heading towards a heart attack

No way to halt

Not turning into a pillar of salt

No direction given

Not an indication of being forgiven

No signals have been alerted

Not the slightest chance of being deserted

No more poetry worth penning

Not a poison in the world preventing

No military brigade could stop

Not the greatest dive off a cliff drop

No escape from fate

Not going to portray myself with hate

No tension released

Not going down on you to feast

No talking with conversation

Not able to rid of admiration

No possibility to find a way out

Not ever going to be your devout

No more pride holding my head high

Not even death would make this feeling die

Once you’re in, you're in

And when you’re in,

You’re in

© 2011 David Greg Harth

11.02.17.18:11:00@NYC

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

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

I’m Forgetting

I’m forgetting those moments and mysteries

Those violations and transitions

Those constellations and presentations

I forget to pause

To think and breathe

I forget to live life

I forget your name, I forget your face

I forget what you smell like and how your voice sounds

I forget this fantasy, this dynasty

I forget the past, the present

I forget to dream and forget my purpose and forget the drive

I forget the milk, I forget the eggs

I forget to call, I forget to write

I’m forgetting everything

My numbers, my phone, my address, my book

My place, my birth, my time, my location

I’m forgetting my senses

I’m forgetting my reasons

I’m forgetting my songs, my disease, my search

I’m forgetting my love, my loneliness, my capital, my gain

I forget which road to take, which path to walk

Which turn to take, which switch to operate

Which signal to read, which offer to take

I’m forgetting everything beyond everything

My left from right, and right from left

My bible, my pencil, my pen, my paper

I’m forgetting the lyrics, forgetting the birthdays

I’m forgetting my appointments, forgetting my meetings

I’m forgetting each time, every time, future time

I’m forgetting this, that, and this and that

I’m forgetting what it’s like

I’m forgetting where to go

I’m forgetting what to do

I forget my place and forget my memory

I forget nothing to everything

I forget how to end

I’m forgetting to forget

And I forget the forgetting

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.12.14.09:48:11@130BklynNYC

išėjęs

Warriors roar

Engage at the line

Attacking opposites

Competing for tyranny

Bludgeoned carcasses thrown

Blood soaked soil enriched

Barren fields left unattended

Common battle is extinct

Wounds heal no more

Pumping chambers vacant constant

With a sword of many

Reflection becomes absent

Known as an unfilled void

Only with scriptures from the land

Return as a heavenly secret from the serpent’s tongue

Gather and mourn the defeated

Conflict has ended

Soldier departed

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.07.23.11:13:14@130BklynNYC

In The Midnight

No matter how fast I set my pace

No matter how fast I walk ahead

I can’t escape those browns

Those browns that infiltrate me

Those browns that make my life brighter

I try to leave

I try to forget

But who am I kidding?

I can’t, nor have I tried

Because you are mine

And I am yours

We knew it months and months and months and months ago

You were there

I was here

Now you are there

And I am here

But slowly it began

And now it has changed

Still

Yours are brown

Mine are blue

And together

The most beautiful hue

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.05.04.17:38:00@130BklynNYC

In The Night’s Memory

Last night among

Hundreds

Invading streets

Of great town’s point

My tongue of

Sensuality

Can no longer speak

Or court

For hosts of

Supper’s past

Came to me

Midnight last

My menu of yesterday

Compass direction South

Ending tale wed

She pierces my heart entirely

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.04.05.01:33:00@14STUNSQNYC

Infinite Loop

You

are on mind

I can’t get you out

I can’t get you out

I’m thinking about you constantly

Every moment of every day

Since we spoke last

I admit my wonder

I don’t know when

I don’t know where

But I give you my word

My word is my bond

That one day

As the sun greets the horizon

As the wind knocks at your door

I’ll lay my lips upon yours

And kiss you until eternity’s infinite loop

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.04.03.03:54:15@130BklynNYC

In A

In a moment

In a space

In a car

In a house

In a party

In a family

In a dream

In a relationship

In a battle

In a fight

In a coffin

In a box

In a cloud

In a way

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.04.02.16:39:00@177MacDougalNYC

Is It Too Late To Call?

I’m asking now

In the middle of this March night

Is it too late to call?

I want to hear your voice

To know you are alive

Know you are well

I want to know if your heart is beating

And you are breathing.

Is it too late to call?

Can I hear your voice on the other end of the line?

Will I awake you from your sleep?

Can I tell you I love you?

Is it too late to call?

In the middle of dreams

Happy memories scattered

Future experiences planned

Will you answer the phone -

If it rings for you now?

Is it too late to call?

I’m asking now

At this late March hour

Can I call you right now?

Can I tell you I love you?

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.03.12.01:35:54@130BklynNYC

I Don’t Like Your Armpits

If I told you how I felt

If I told you the truth

If I told you that I didn’t like your armpits,

Would you still love me?

© 2009 David Greg Harth

09.02.27.03:02:42@130BklynNYC

I’ve Eaten

I thank you for the offer

It’s very kind of you

But I must decline

I must not have any

For I have eaten already

I’ve eaten

And I’m full

I must decline your offer

But really, it’s very kind of you

I appreciate your willingness

But I can’t accept

For I am no longer hungry

For I’ve eaten

Already, I’ve eaten

I’ve eaten the heart of my lover

The genitals of my enemy

And the brain of my father

I’ve eaten the breast of my mother

The hair of my grandparents

And drank my sister’s menstrual blood

You see -

I’ve eaten.

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.12.15.22:22:10@130BklynNYC

I Killed Father

What did they expect?

Something better? Time to go by with no action done?

Did you really expect me to do nothing?

To sit back and relax? To witness the in justice? The wrong? The illegal?

I was tired of no action. I was tired of nothing happening. I was tired of the horrible.

I became focused. I realized my dream. I did my job. I helped society.

I seek no reward. No medal of honor. No salute.

I did what I had to do.

I killed father.

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.12.02.19:15:59@130BklynNYC

In The Rain

Wet shirt stuck to my self

Skin tight

Standing in the middle of the street

Hurting inside

The rain carries my tears

I cut myself

And die in the rain

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.11.13.11:34:50@130BKLYN

If I Asked

If I asked you to kill me, would you?

If I asked you to marry me, would you?

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.08.09.21:16:49@130BKLYN

I Always Hear People, But I Never See People

Hearing their language

Through mosquito weaves

Wicker beds

And falling paint

A cloud surrounds my existence

Damp, I listen once more

Electricity hum

Beyrouth Traffic

I don’t see them, I only hear them

© 2008 David Greg Harth

08.08.31.12:31:39@AleyVillaLebanon