Kristi recites "Now"

"Now" by David HartLet us embark now, you and I,As evening splays out toThe blue-blackening sky.Let us ride throughParticular smooth stonedStreets,To incoherent cacophonousRetreats,To white table-clothedRestaurants,And mint pillowed fourStarred hotels,With cherished friendsAnd talk of noble feats,.....

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Short Art Film

by Dave Hart

Samantha reads

a poem by David Hart

Robson Reads

"A Day Late and A Dollar Short" by David Hart

It was a cold dreamsicle night
A blackbird colored sky dripped
Rice Krispie snow bits down
On a cracked dirt ridden street

An egg yoke colored taxi shuffleslides
by, blowing smoke rings from its rattling
rear pipe.

I was worn out like an overused dish rag.
I sat spinning semi-circles on a
swivel stool at Joe's Open All Night
greasy diner.

An angry cup of coffee winked at me with
Mud puddled eyes and dared me to drink it.

A rag doll woman with shredded wheat hair
Sat sucking on a bent cigarette
Her smeared lipstick put on like a bad
coloring book.

Two yellow bug eyed eggs squinted at me
and said they'd
like to get to know my aching heart.

I gave a slight half smile to my
smeared redded up mouthed fellow epicurean.
Her nostrils flaired as cigarette smoke and makeup powered
fell from her boozer nose.

This could be my 208th love affair --
This one will last I am sure of it.

A couple of burgers on the once silver grill
now screamed their last thoughts on life.
Another day late, another dollar short.
Hart2007

A Time of Youth by David Hart

A Time of Youth by David Hart

A time of youth
They called me a teen
Workin' hard and
Workin' mean,
at the Sears
Roebuck warehouse.

Loadin and unloadin' pallettes,
Put some boxes on the pallette
Take some boxes off the pallette
Boxes on
Boxes off
Startin' at midnight--
Eight hours a day--
Sometimes twelve--
Gotta get the O.T.
That's what we called
Overtime.

A time in youth
An age of a teen.

Jamal worked there too.
He smoked wacky tobacy
and lived in the Cabrini
Green Housing Projects.
Chicago, Illinois.

Breaktime at Sears and
Jamal and I would indulge
in the fearsome herb and some
cough medicine.
Just a little balm to
Get through the graveyard
Shift at Sears.
A time in a year of my teens.
A little balm to ease
the hardscrabble pain.

Went to visit Jamal at the
projects. What did I hear?
"Hey Whitey, Hey Honkey,
Hey White Bread, Hey Snowflake,
Whadda ya doin' here"?
"Geez I said just visitin' my
friend Jamal".
Shoulda said I was movin' in
Coulda said I was movin' in.

Folks come to my neighborhood
With a deep rich skin tone,
I'd never think to say "Hey
Coal face, Hey Charcoal, Hey
Blackie".
I'd usually say, "Hi, Welcome,
What's new, and What's Happenin".

Just a little time at the
Cabrini Green.
Just a little time
When I was a teen.