"This Moment in Time" by David Hart

Leaves gleefully joyride
an undulating stream
Under crisp scintillating
sun light.
A butterfly rests in the
hand of God.
A sword is tightly clasped
in Allah's hand.
A flower is caressed by
the Buddha.
Now a break in fervent
faith occurs.
A group of children laugh
and peer at an ant farm.
A butterfly ascends from
the hand of God.
A sword cascades to the
ground from Allah's hand.
A small child delights
upon receiving the Buddha's
flower.
A giddy wind now weaves lovingly
through ticklish trees.

I love my car by Hart

I love my car
It makes me feel so good
I love the smell of my car
I love to go places in my car
I love when people see me in
my car. My car is so wonderful.
I look so cool in my car.
I am my car and my car is me.
I could never live life
without my car.
Car is good. No car is bad.
I would never walk or ride
a bike when I could take my
car. How do people live
without a car? Mmmmmm?
I think I'll go take a ride.
A ride in my car.

Tantalizing Memory by David Hart

On an ending of a day most wearying
With skies overcast and drearying
Glimpsed I your delcate flowing hair
And did lose my track of time

Back through years of care
To whence you were all mine
A flowing dancing head of hair
Nudged me from my pensive lair

Your diamond smile and perfect nose
Your reticence to be a politely close

Our eyes spoke of rare treats of the day
Your lips whispered in a cavalier way

Your diaphonous spectre tantalizes me
again this night
Wresting me once again from my Cimmerian
plight.

"Devastation" by David Hart

Where to go what to do?
Alas, the gentle home is gone
Where to go what to do?
Excursions with the trusted
vehicle--no more.
It's gone--the house, the vehicle
gone.
The memorabilia damaged and gone and
now only the mind's corners to search
for past delights.
Familiarity is now in scarce supply.
Confusion and newness are the main
course.
Chaos now overtakes the status quo.
Where is our special pet?
The kind known now departs and
the harsh unknown is in its place.
Where to go what to do?
What to do where to go?

mutluluk veren düşünce --a poem in Turkish by Hart

mutluluk veren düşünce, (Happy Thoughts)
bir ben. (I love)
--boşlakırdı, (moon)
başrolde oynamak (stars)
oynatmak, oynatmak, oynatmak (dance)
durmadan (Night)
dost, (loving)
kuruntu (dreaming)

"Gun Love" a poem by David Hart

I gotta gun.
I'm somebody now.
Oh, to hold my gun.
I like killing things with it.
Bottles & cans are OK,
But something ALIVE, yes
Alive--to snuff out life.
That's the fine exquisite thrill.

See Blood splurt out of some animal.
Pure joy. Just after I plugged 'em
Good. Yes, yes.

To snuff out life. I feel so good.
I feel like God.

Waiting, waiting, waiting.
For someone to give me a good
Reason, to use my Gun.

Someone rubs me wrong at work,
I won't ignore it.
I ain't gettin' another job.
I have no capacity to forgive
Nay, nor to forgive. Not me.
An eye for an eye. A tooth
For a tooth. It's in the Bible.
Only solution, blow them away.
With my Gun.

I easily forget all the good
That comes my way. I only
Think of the bad. Everyone
Wrongs me all the time.
Time for me and my Gun
To make them pay.

I know I am ok.
Everyday, on TV,
A gun here, a gun there.
Must be ok. I see it on TV.
I got my Gun. I love my Gun.
I never forget. I never forgive.
It ain't my way.

"The SUN, The ACE and the CME" by Dave Hart

"The SUN, The ACE and the CME" by Dave Hart
Fair beautiful
Northern Light
Come now
the corona's
surging graph
Yon nano
tesselate awhirl

Avast south polarity
this nervous night
Resplendent magnificent
scintillating sun

Your solar maximum
and dread south
polarity light
Yielding anon
helter-skelter
bouncing
and flowing
of protons
synergisticly high


Regal lords of
the electric
transformers
the empire of
the powerful, the great
transformer pith

Beware and avert
the imminent overload
The great plash
of the imminent
solar energy.
USA David Hart 2006

"Quixotic" by Hart (1st written in Russian)

"Quixotic" by Hart (1st written in Russian)

I love to love
madly

I feel, cheer & sing
freely

I love life,

I am
quixotic

Earthly lively visions have I
I thirst for life

I love to
blaze a trail


Я люблю безумно
люблю
я чувствую,

веселей петь
свободно и
я любим
жизнь,

Я по-донкихотски
Заходите живое видение я

я жажду жизни я люблю
горели следа

"A Song of Peace" by David Hart

A Song of Peace
Morning, Afternoon,
and Night
Don't kill.
Don't kill.

Quickly to peace.
I am
the beautiful
wind of peace

I am
a wind of
beautiful peace.

Peace pleases Allah.
Peace pleases Allah.

From morning until night,
Beautiful peace.
اغنية السلام في

الصباح وبعد الظهر
والليل ، لا تقتل.

لا تقتل. بسرعة الى
السلام. انا جميلة

رياح السلام
أنا ريح الجميل

السلام. سلام يرضي
الله. سلام يرضي

الله. من الصباح
حتى الليل وجميلة السلام.