Wednesday, August 27, 2008

This Moment in Time by David Hart hartistry

This Moment in Time by David Hart hartistry
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"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.

Y por David Hart hartistry

Y por David Hart hartistry
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poetry by David Hart
translation into Spanish by Daniel Tucker

De Dios a Dios por David Hart

De Dios a Dios por David Hart
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por David Hart

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Friday, August 15, 2008

Wistful Walk or Strolling a reading by Vicki

Wistful Walk or Strolling a reading by Vicki
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" Strolling " by David Hart

Walking wistfully willy-nilly.
Now to the left.
The aching aged railing wrapped
In white wrinkled crackalure attire.
A friend I mutely greet.

Sunset. Serene sunset. Soft sunset.
Gliding over plaintive pliant pavement.
Pavement that yields specters of
Fractured farcical fanciful faces.
Disjointed figures of every kind.
Smiling now I silently greet them all.

Taking modest calculated steps.
There. Gentile, civil undulating blades.
Greening hues from pale lights to daring darks.
Proud blades--miniature spires--
Blushing blades.
Ossillating in the casual cavalier caresses
of a wooing warm wild wonderful wiley wind.

Short cropped green-yellow blades. Yearning.
Yearning, to gratefully grow to great gargantuan
Glorious heights.

Now. The tooing and froing.
Now. The the crissing and crossing.
Gruff. Grubby. Growling cars.

Unforgiving savagery. Sordid steamy
Strict streets.
A gorey guillotining great beast.

Alas alack and hallelujah.
Safely across.

I greet my miniature friend.
The wild rabbit.
I give a hand wave and
To my amazement he lifts
His little paw.
I want to believe it is
Not coincidence.

Cheerful. Verdant clusters of
Shrubbery tickle the side of
A cantankerous towering building.

The subtle wind stealthfully
Arrives. A polite playful breeze.
Dried brittle brown and tan leaves
Scrape and dance on a bed of laughing
Lethargic pale gray and black singing
Smooth stones.

Mind body and soul now imbibes
Tantalizing. Melodious. Machinations.
From lyrically long ago in far fair and
Free soul places.

Heaven's bold bright blazing eye winks
With it's full fluffy pillowy cloud lid.
Alive. Alertly alive. Attentively alive.
On this dancing daring delirious delicious
Delightful day.
2008DHartUSA

Sunday, August 03, 2008

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Emily S reads All Over the Place

Emily S reads All Over the Place
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ver the Place" by David Hart(eng&rus)

Trees love their roots
And the wind is made up of
Zillions of itty bitty
Spirits of people, flowers,
Sea and sky, endlessly
Tickling our shy little
Smiles.

Monkeys love their bananas
And the ocean is made up of a
Trillion gazillions of
Laughing rain drops.

I love my cheeks
Because I get thousands of
Soft tingly little kisses
From you
That make me
Tinglelicious
All
Over
My face

Sunday, July 27, 2008

The Sandman's Visit read by Vicki

The Sandman's Visit read by Vicki
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"The Sandman's Visit" by David Hart

Asleep now and now the
Sandman with his night dreams
Arrives
His sheer smoky subtle sleep is near

Now tip-toeing in the realm of Morpheus
Vibrating vivacious visions anon appear

Incredulous colorless dream
A dream of
paradoxically and passionately
Pursuing

And then, being persistently prudently
Pursued in a mesmerizing melodious
Mood.

Some faint feisty foggy fantastic vision
of feeling luxuriously lost--
Chicanery, perhaps.

Dusty dense delirious delighting
And, misty musky marauding meandering
Mellifluous murky sight yields to
Tall tempestuous towering
High happy honey combed apartment
Buildings

There. Quizzical quintessential
Quirky quagmires of chuckleheaded
cheeky choices---

There are friends
of the past who never
really wanted to last--

From boisterous building to
Behemoth building--
Lackadaisically looking,
serenely searching,
Playfully pursuing
And,
Sharp scintillating schmoozing

Until light languished lurid lids
Lift----
To a new day.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Un Futur Possible par David Hart

Un Futur Possible par David Hart
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Un Futur Possible par David Hart
peinture d'huile
deux sortes de bleu
deux sortes de rouge

All Over the Place read by Alex and Kirstie

All Over the Place read by Alex and Kirstie
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"All Over the Place" by David Hart(eng&rus)

Trees love their roots
And the wind is made up of
Zillions of itty bitty
Spirits of people, flowers,
Sea and sky, endlessly
Tickling our shy little
Smiles.

Monkeys love their bananas
And the ocean is made up of a
Trillion gazillions of
Laughing rain drops.

I love my cheeks
Because I get thousands of
Soft tingly little kisses
From you
That make me
Tinglelicious
All
Over
My
Face.

Hannah F reads The Sandman's Visit

Hannah F reads The Sandman's Visit
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"The Sandman's Visit" by David Hart

Asleep now and now the
Sandman with his night dreams
Arrives
His sheer smoky subtle sleep is near

Now tip-toeing in the realm of Morpheus
Vibrating vivacious visions anon appear

Incredulous colorless dream
A dream of
paradoxically and passionately
Pursuing

And then, being persistently prudently
Pursued in a mesmerizing melodious
Mood.

Some faint feisty foggy fantastic vision
of feeling luxuriously lost--
Chicanery, perhaps.

Dusty dense delirious delighting
And, misty musky marauding meandering
Mellifluous murky sight yields to
Tall tempestuous towering
High happy honey combed apartment
Buildings

There. Quizzical quintessential
Quirky quagmires of chuckleheaded
cheeky choices---

There are friends
of the past who never
really wanted to last--

From boisterous building to
Behemoth building--
Lackadaisically looking,
serenely searching,
Playfully pursuing
And,
Sharp scintillating schmoozing

Until light languished lurid lids
Lift----
To a new day.
2008DHartUSA

Monday, July 21, 2008

"The Sandman's Visit" by David Hart

"The Sandman's Visit" by David Hart

Asleep now and now the
Sandman with his night dreams
Arrives
His sheer smoky subtle sleep is near

Now tip-toeing in the realm of Morpheus
Vibrating vivacious visions anon appear

Incredulous colorless dream
A dream of
paradoxically and passionately
Pursuing

And then, being persistently prudently
Pursued in a mesmerizing melodious
Mood.

Some faint feisty foggy fantastic vision
of feeling luxuriously lost--
Chicanery, perhaps.

Dusty dense delirious delighting
And, misty musky marauding meandering
Mellifluous murky sight yields to
Tall tempestuous towering
High happy honey combed apartment
Buildings

There. Quizzical quintessential
Quirky quagmires of chuckleheaded
cheeky choices---

There are friends
of the past who never
really wanted to last--

From boisterous building to
Behemoth building--
Lackadaisically looking,
serenely searching,
Playfully pursuing
And,
Sharp scintillating schmoozing

Until light languished lurid lids
Lift----
To a new day.
2008DHartUSA

Dad and I at Church

Dad and I at Church
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Dad and I at Church

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Petit Promenade par David Hart

Petit Promenade par David Hart
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Petit Promenade par David Hart
Your Wonderous Love" by David Hart

I saluted the great gargantuan sky
And, the sky chimed a melodious smile

I embraced a magnificent miraculous mountain on high
And, presto, sprang forth a mountainous serene sigh

I beckoned the moody meandering moon to approach me
And, the moon sprightly did so with uncontrollable glee

I reached out to the soaring sizzling sun
And, the sensuous sun tickled my hand for fun

I entrusted my gentle giving heart to your gracious care
And, your wonderful love didst envelop me

And, all together the soaring sun and magnificent moon
And the mountains and the sky did now heroically swoon
And melodiously croon a lover's joyful and
Tantalizing tune

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

All Over the Place Stacy reads in English

All Over the Place Stacy reads in English
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"All Over the Place" by David Hart(eng&rus)

Trees love their roots
And the wind is made up of
Zillions of itty bitty
Spirits of people, flowers,
Sea and sky, endlessly
Tickling our shy little
Smiles.

Monkeys love their bananas
And the ocean is made up of a
Trillion gazillions of
Laughing rain drops.

I love my cheeks
Because I get thousands of
Soft tingly little kisses
From you
That make me
Tinglelicious
All
Over
My
Face.

Поцелуй на месте Дэвид Харt Деревья любят своих
корней и ветер состоит
из многих людей, спиртные
напитки, цветы, море и небо

, бесконечно щекочут наши
застенчивый мало улыбается.
Monkeys любят бананы и океана
состоит из триллионов Смеющийся
gazillions от капель дождя.
Я люблю своих щек Потому что
я получаю тысячи свете мало

целует из вас, что мне делать
пощипывание на моем лице.

Petit Symphonette le mouvement 4ieme par Hart

Petit Symphonette le mouvement 4ieme par Hart
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petit symphonette mouvement 4ieme par hart hartistry

Petit Symphonette 3ieme mouvement par David Hart

Petit Symphonette 3ieme mouvement par David Hart
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Petit Symphonette 3ieme mouvement par David Hart

Monday, July 07, 2008

Saturday, July 05, 2008

Huile Peintre

Huile Peintre
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Les figures drole
les figures
effrayant
Ce n'est pas mon affaire.
J'etais heureux pendant
le faisant et j'ai fais beaucoup
de sourires

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Elvis and El Capone

Elvis and El Capone
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Je fais la connaissance de Elvis et
El Capone

Amies de Puerto Rico

Amies de Puerto Rico
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In Spanish
Los besos del tarareo de aves en las hojas
La luna de baile lenta y el
Estrella cielo moteado
Venga ahora regocijó el cántico de acarrear árboles
A menudo incita el suspiro antiguo y sereno de la tierra

Usted apareció y se acercó con su caliente
Labios rechonchos y pouty
Y con usted los placeres del mundo
Y todo el heroics de los barcos valientes del mar
Y la furia de toda la vida didst se despliega

Entre abrazos y caricias de viento
Bañado de rayos zumbadores de la luna
La sensualidad de su beso húmedo
Sacude mi alma con la felicidad sincopal
DHart2005USA

Monday, June 30, 2008

Natalie reads the Blithe Oracle

Natalie reads the Blithe Oracle
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Behold the Blithe Oracle by David Hart
Behold the fearnaught
oracle,
From a merry mirador
Shunning any veneration

Dancing under resolute
moon light
Faineance and quiescence
The cowl of the
heterolite polyhistor

Proteus' transmogrifying
landscape yields delitescent
spectres

Kilkenny cats tango their bane on
a rumbling, bubbling,
shaking and
shivering earth--
tempora mutantur
et nos mutamur
in illis

The merry trenchant
oracle mambos on
rumbustiously
in a state
of rhathymia,
in an airy arena.
Toro, Toro!

je joue avec deux montres

je joue avec deux montres
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je joue avec deux montres

Sureet reads in Bengali All Over the Place

Sureet reads in Bengali All Over the Place
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"All Over the Place" by David Hart

Trees love their roots
And the wind is made up of
Zillions of itty bitty
Spirits of people, flowers,
Sea and sky, endlessly
Tickling our shy little
Smiles.

Monkeys love their bananas
And the ocean is made up of a
Trillion gazillions of
Laughing rain drops.

I love my cheeks
Because I get thousands of
Soft tingly little kisses
From you
That make me
Tinglelicious
All
Over
My
Face.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Natalie et Bosco

Natalie et Bosco
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je fais la connaissance d'une jeune fille et
son chien.

Natalie and Bosco

Natalie and Bosco
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''The Joy of Love'' by David Hart

The kissing of the doves in the leaves
The slow dancing moon and the
Star speckled sky
Come now elated the chant of haling trees
Oft incites earth's ancient and serene sigh

You appeared and approached with your
inviting lips
And with you the delights of the world
And all the heroics of the sea's bold ships

And all life's fury didst unfurl

Amidst embraces and caresses of wind
Bathed in tingling moon beams
The ectasies of your moist kiss
Shakes my soul with swooning bliss

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Beverly et ses infants lis une poeme de David Hart

Beverly et ses infants lis une poeme de David Hart
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Glip Glop by David Hart

Glip Glop
Skibbledy do bop shoe bop
shoe bop
Super top to the love stop

Shoe bop shoe bop scoobydoo
bop
Bip and bang whip 'n tang
biziggedy bang

hop and top
Skibbledy do bop shoe bop
whooly who hop

Boop schoop bip and bop
who op shoe op

Om runnin' 'n punnin'
'n sunnin' for the
glip glop.
2008DHartUSA

Monday, June 02, 2008

L'artiste et son pere, il y a 55 ans

L'artiste et son pere, il y a 55 ans
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old photo of David Hart and
his dad

Poesie en Francais - Escaramouche

Poesie en Francais - Escaramouche
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Escaramouche par David Hart
Voyez les passereaux chuchottement
D'un air de vague regret
Dans les arbres etourdissant...

Escaramoucheएस्कारामौचे एन Francais

Escaramouche par David Hart
Voyez les passereaux chuchottement
D'un air de vague regret
Dans les arbres etourdissant

Un ame etrique etreinds
Cette vie ethere

Les temps passes
Les voyages passes

Ils etaient ce qu'ils
Etaient
Les rechereche que
les temps perdus

Vas-y a l'avenir
Voila les temps presentes

Adieu, adieu tristesse
Bonjour bonheur, alors
Bonjour bonheur.
dhart2008USA

Sunday, June 01, 2008

Sarah Reads All Over the Place

Sarah Reads All Over the Place
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Over the Place" by David Hart

Trees love their roots
And the wind is made up of
Zillions of itty bitty
Spirits of people, flowers,
Sea and sky, endlessly
Tickling our shy little
Smiles.

Monkeys love their bananas
And the ocean is made up of a
Trillion gazillions of
Laughing rain drops.

I love my cheeks
Because I get thousands of
Soft tingly little kisses
From you
That make me
Tinglelicious
All
Over
My
Face.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Painted Rabbits and Faniciful Friends

Painted Rabbits and Faniciful Friends
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rabbits with funny teeth and their friends
Les lapins avec les dents droles et ses
amies

Behold the Blithe Oracle by David Hart

Behold the Blithe Oracle by David Hart
Behold the fearnought
oracle,
From a merry mirador
Shunning any veneration

Dancing under resolute
moon light
Faineance and quiescence
The cowl of the
heterolite polyhistor

Proteus' transmogrifying
landscape yields delitescent
spectres

Kilkenny cats tango their bane on
a shivering earth--
tempora mutantur
et nos mutamur
in illis

The merry trenchant
oracle mambos on
rumbustiously
in a state
of rhathymia,
in an airy arena.
Toro, Toro!

vocabulary: rhathymia- light hearted; transmogrify- to change into different
shapes; bane-something that destroys life; kilkenny cats- people who fight to
the end; polyhistor-a person of wide or great learning; rumbustiously- wildly;
fearnaught-fearless; mirador- an enclosed balcony or turret;
tempora etc. -L. "the times are changed and we are changed in them"

Glip Glop

Skibbledy do bop shoe bop
shoe bop
Super top to the love stop

Shoe bop shoe bop scoobydoo
bop
Bip and bang whip 'n tang
biziggedy bang

hop and top
Skibbledy do bop shoe bop
whooly who hop

Boop schoop bip and bop
who op shoe op

Om runnin' 'n punnin'
'n sunnin' for the
glip glop.
2008DHartUSA

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Jackie reads All Over the Place by David Hart

Jackie reads All Over the Place by David Hart
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"All Over the Place" by David Hart

Trees love their roots
And the wind is made up of
Zillions of itty bitty
Spirits of people, flowers,
Sea and sky, endlessly
Tickling our shy little
Smiles.

Monkeys love their bananas
And the ocean is made up of a
Trillion gazillions of
Laughing rain drops.

I love my cheeks
Because I get thousands of
Soft tingly little kisses
From you
That make me
Tinglelicious
All
Over
My
Face.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

"The Mansuetude of Life" by David Hart

"The Mansuetude of Life" by David Hart

Life's mansuetude greets
Its caitiff guests.

The Clamor, then the Silence.

An Antaen prediliction
To contemn prospicience just
Is, alas.

The Serenity of Silence,
Then the Stentorian Ado.

The Sybyl's palaver, her
Paraclete's schwarmerei--
Such tsuris.

Is, Life just is.

Let's venerate analeptic
Serendipity.

The Still, then the Fracas.

Fractious giaours executing
A galvanic gavotte
In a paroxysm
Of tergiversation

The quell of silence before
The rumble.

Arete. Let us all dazzle with
Noble arete.

Hart2008USA


VOCABULARY
paroxysm-
a sudden sharp attack (of pain, rage, laughter etc);
ter·gi·ver·sate [tur-ji-ver-seyt]
–verb (used without object), -sat·ed, -sat·ing.
1. to change repeatedly one's attitude or opinions
with respect to a cause, subject, etc. equivocate.
2.to turn renegade;
arete-the aggregate of qualities, as valor and virtue,
making up good character Antaen-Gr Myth-Large/gigantic;
giaour-Mohammad's infidels; prospicience-n. forsight;
schwarmerei-n. excessive, unbridled enthusiam;
tsuris-Yiddish-trouble,aggro,woe; analeptic- invigorating;
fractious-adj. cross,ugly,unruly; palaver-n. talk intended
to beguile; mansuetude-mildness; gentleness:
the mansuetude of Christian love; caitiff- 1.a base, despicable person.
–adjective
2.base; despicable.

"Rip Van Winkle's Crimson Tears" by David Hart

"Rip Van Winkle's Crimson Tears" by David Hart

Rip Van Winkle's crystal crimson tears
Shatter as sea gulls flit and cheer

A child's toy building doth tumble and crash
While a moon sky casts a rumbling flash

Rene Descartes ponders in an iron stove
Mining his mind for the treasure trove

Siggy Freud dreams of tunnels and holes
Riding a big cigar scrapping other's souls

Majesterial Mercury preens his taleria in bliss
Musing and fretting, his thoughts quite amiss

Rip Van Winkle's blood red years
Fail to quell the fanfaronade of tears

Rumplestilskin rows in a blue yellow kayak
Up to the sun in a fervid fulgurant attack

From the fear filled misery of a military trench
To the quiet muted cries of a hard park bench

Not much ado for a hero these days
The hero's in a cardboard box which forever sighs

Longing for just one empathetic caress
Now worn down with a soul full of duress

Rip Van Winkle's sanguine sorrowful tears
Yield scant surcease to a deluge of fears
2008DavidHartUSA

"The Giddy Tree" by David Hart

"The Giddy Tree" by David Hart

Giddy tree, oh giddy tree
You tickle my funny bones
You see

Your branches swirl and twirl
And you look all gnarled and
Ready to unfurl

You creak and swing with
Ease
In a sweet swirling and
Affectionate breeze

Feisty tree, oh feisty tree
Butterflies dance
And fall in a frenzy
At your knees

Silly tree, oh silly tree
Ladybugs sunbath and linger
Giddy on your leaves

Limber tree, oh limber tree
You give and you live
A delight to the
Sight
and always you please

Dreamy tree, oh dreamy tree
Love birds surround you
and like adventurous ships sailing on
Sprite and dazzling seas

Charming tree, oh charming tree
Little children squeal and tickle
and swing on your arms in
the breeze oh so fickle

Mysterious tree, oh mysterious tree
The sparrows adore you
The squirrels they implore you
The owls ever asking you,
Who, who, who
The stars with certainty
Know you are no fool

You are a funny and twisty and
dreamy and mysterious and
wonderful and charming
tree, you

"All Over the Place" by David Hart

"All Over the Place" by David Hart

Trees love their roots
And the wind is made up of
Zillions of itty bitty
Spirits of people, flowers,
Sea and sky, endlessly
Tickling our shy little
Smiles.

Monkeys love their bananas
And the ocean is made up of a
Trillion gazillions of
Laughing rain drops.

I love my cheeks
Because I get thousands of
Soft tingly little kisses
From you
That make me
Tinglelicious
All
Over
My
Face.

Saturday, May 03, 2008

"Escaramouche" by David Hart

"Escaramouche" by David Hart
(Oppqi denne dvask mork dosig himmel)


Behold the sparrows in the whispering trees
What is? Who is? Why is?
This katzenjammer mien of mine
Oh me oh me oh my oh.

Spatchcocked into the All in a
Vorpal vortex--repining, moiling
and resiling.

O this bouleversement--
A multifarious truculent
Heart--fie upon't foe.

A fiesty fantod for this
Hobbledehoy who anon
Helter-skelter tumbles
Through a fulginous
Parthian shaft and forthwith
Is sent to Coventry

Dendroid friends--remosed
And at attention in
Rectitude.

Now, in this scheheradzadian
and numinous site.
Now, sensing in delight
the petrichor.

Alas, repining and
denying the
Eldritch diablerie ooze
That ooze is now
the denier cri.
Viceral quagmire
Of sorts

Sitting and fidgeting
on this bench--
A bel-esprit
Attending an interminable
Barmicide feast.

An appentence for an apposite
Arabesque desiring and deserving
An absolutely alluring alembic.

Rene Descartes you just
began to start
In a stove in the dark.

Now a passel of confaulating
Swallows
Ebullient in flight
Salute a cluster of
Obmutescent natty trees.
USADavidHart2008

* escaramouche-Fr. skirmish; "sent to coventry"-ostrasize; denier cri-Fr. the
latest fashion; petrichor-rain smell after a dry spell; numinous-supernatural
mysterious; moil-to work with painful effort 2. to shurn or swirl about
continuously; fuliginous-smoky; spatchcock-to insert or interpose in a
forced or awkward manner; hobbledehoy-n. awkward fellow; parthian shaft-n.
last resort; truculent-fierce,savage; bouleversement-n. reversal, 2.violent uproar;
resile-v. to rebound or recoil, shrinking withdrawing;
visceral-base emotions; repine-1. to feel or express discontent, 2.to long
for something; quagmire-predicament; fantod-n. state of nervous anxiety;
obmutescence-becoming silent; rectitude-goodness and honesty;
appentence-n. a strong craving or propensity; apposite-appropriate;
alenbic-n. something that refines or purifies;(Oppqi denne dvask mork dosig himmel)=
abandon this indolent dark drowsy sky; katzenjammer-noise 2.uneasiness; anguish; distress.
3. uproar; clamor:

Thursday, May 01, 2008

to stand(alone)in some by e.e. cummings

to stand(alone)in some by e.e. cummings
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read by Dave Hart

to stand(alone)in some

autumnal afternoon:
breathing a fatal
stillness;while

enormous this how

patient creature(who’s
never by never robbed of
day)puts always on by always

dream,is to

Sarah Reads Ode to the Creator

Sarah Reads Ode to the Creator
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poetry in english

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Jenny Reads An Admirable Man

Jenny Reads An Admirable Man
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"An Admirable Man" by David Hart

Inquisitive women wonder where
his secret lies.
An intriguing man with
an evocative mind.

It's the strength of his charms
The span of his mind
A rumbling tenor of his laugh
The flash of his eyes
He's a well experienced man
An admirable man

He enters a room as casual
as he pleases
And the yearning eyes of the
women follow him
Some fall to their knees

It's the fire of his thought
The flash of his wit
The song in his heart
The ecstasy of his kiss

He's a man. An extraordinary gent,
A mesmerizing tantalizing man

Women endlessly wonder
at his enigmatic smile
They can't touch his mystic style
He's a magnificent man,
An admirable man

Monday, April 21, 2008

Le Pit Bull Elle a un ans

Le Pit Bull Elle a un ans
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j'ai fais la connaissance d'un jeune Pit Bull.

Le Pit Bull Elle a un ans

Le Pit Bull Elle a un ans
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j'ai fais la connaissance d'un jeune Pit Bull.

Kristi Lis La poesie d'Hart

Kristi Lis La poesie d'Hart
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Krist reads
The Seasons of Your Love by David Hart

When bright lightening
Slices through the
Soft blue sky and
Your eyes delightfully
Dance in joy and glee,
My heart does gloriously sing.

Anon, seasons sprightly go
hither and yon.

Amidst the swirling orange and yellow leaves of
Autumn's caress, your pixie
Smile beams resplendent and light.

When bright jagged lightening cleaves
The pliant blue black night,
Your gentle soothing love bathes
my yearning heart this fair night.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

The Jacose Carousel

The Jacose Carousel
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piano impressionism performed by David Hart

Leon et Llyod Deux Grands Souris

Leon et Llyod Deux Grands Souris
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two rats on their way to the Mathmatics Department

Monday, April 14, 2008

Reverie encore

Reverie encore
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"Luscious Dream" by Hart in English
Dream,
Melodious
I recall
A blinking,
Pulsating,
And twinkling
Sky.

Quixotic,
Heaven of joy.
I struggle to
Dream.

Thinking thoughts
Of Harmony.
One can, at times,
live a life
abounding
in selfish
deeds.

Frantic life.
A reminiscent dream of
love--luscious, luxuriant,
magnificent love.

That great havoc of
Love.
My dream.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

An excerpt from Picaresque by David Hart

An excerpt from Picaresque by David Hart
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An excerpt read by Heather
Picaresque by Dave Hart

Peek-a-booing
minion of verdant plains~

~Ligneous rover
of arborescent
columns~~

~Your twitching
hirsute tail~~

Scratchclawing
perfervidly
up and down~~~

Tickling trees' sides
into laughter~~~

Eyes ebony peering
from your skyward lair.

Pilose pirate
nibblemunching
your forsesty pelf~~

~Dainty adroit hands,
secreting away your cache
of daily treasures.
©David Hart 2006

The Butterfly Cafe

The Butterfly Cafe
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Improvisation by David Hart

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Phantasmagoria read by Danielle

Phantasmagoria read by Danielle
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"Phantasmagoria" by Dave Hart

I
You gaze silently
and stare squinting
through your stained glass panes.

Now pulling aside
sapphire drapes
of flowing somber samite
Replete with glowing organdy
You gaze out.

Lo, a lazy mesmerized
quixotic moon--
blithely blows kisses,
wryly winks
and coyly smiles.

Yea, a light seesaw of a day
of ecstasy and spritely delight--
now wanes to a quiet evening tune.

II
Transfixed you
muse --attent through moist
window panes.

And now enter the past pains
through
a flowing Rorschach panorama
of fluid specters--

a pentimento painting
of myriad serpentine days
metamorphosing
into mellifluous mellowing nights.
http://poetrypoem.com/cgi-bin/index.pl?poemnumber=752585&sitename=hart&poemoffset=0&displaypoem=t&item=poetry

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

An excerpt from Picaresque by David Hart

An excerpt from Picaresque by David Hart
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An excerpt read by Heather
Picaresque by Dave Hart

Peek-a-booing
minion of verdant plains~

~Ligneous rover
of arborescent
columns~~

~Your twitching
hirsute tail~~

Scratchclawing
perfervidly
up and down~~~

Tickling trees' sides
into laughter~~~

Eyes ebony peering
from your skyward lair.

Pilose pirate
nibblemunching
your forsesty pelf~~

~Dainty adroit hands,
secreting away your cache
of daily treasures.
©David Hart 2006

Sunday, April 06, 2008

The Seasons of Your Love by David Hart

The Seasons of Your Love by David Hart
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The Seasons of Your Love by David Hart

When bright lightening
Slices through the
Soft blue sky and
Your eyes delightfully
Dance in joy and glee,
My heart does gloriously sing.

Anon, seasons sprightly go
hither and yon.

Amidst the swirling orange and yellow leaves of
Autumn's caress, your pixie
Smile beams resplendent and light.

When bright jagged lightening cleaves
The pliant blue black night,
Your gentle soothing love bathes
my yearning heart this fair night.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Phantasmagoria

Phantasmagoria
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"Phantasmagoria" by Dave Hart

I
You gaze silently
and stare squinting
through your stained glass panes.

Now pulling aside
sapphire drapes
of flowing somber samite
Replete with glowing organdy
You gaze out.

Lo, a lazy mesmerized
quixotic moon--
blithely blows kisses,
wryly winks
and coyly smiles.

Yea, a light seesaw of a day
of ecstasy and spritely delight--
now wanes to a quiet evening tune.

II
Transfixed you
muse --attent through moist
window panes.

And now enter the past pains
through
a flowing Rorschach panorama
of fluid specters--

a pentimento painting
of myriad serpentine days
metamorphosing
into mellifluous mellowing nights.

Now mirthful,
this moon merrily
mills reticent
clouds in a star
clustered plight.

The meeting with Morpheus...
--wondering of his mood--
cheery and cherry,
one hopes.

III

In the soft security
of your pliant bed--
a weary cheek cradled
in thoughts of this
day now blithely tread--

a voice and vision from the past--
"night night
nighty nite
sleep tight".

IV

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Sweeney among the Nightingales

Sweeney among the Nightingales
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T.S. Eliot (1888–1965). Poems. 1920.
Sweeney among the Nightingales
APENECK SWEENEY spreads his knees
Letting his arms hang down to laugh,
The zebra stripes along his jaw
Swelling to maculate giraffe.

The circles of the stormy moon 5
Slide westward toward the River Plate,
Death and the Raven drift above
And Sweeney guards the hornèd gate.

Gloomy Orion and the Dog
Are veiled; and hushed the shrunken seas; 10
The person in the Spanish cape
Tries to sit on Sweeney’s knees

Slips and pulls the table cloth
Overturns a coffee-cup,
Reorganised upon the floor 15
She yawns and draws a stocking up;

The silent man in mocha brown
Sprawls at the window-sill and gapes;
The waiter brings in oranges
Bananas figs and hothouse grapes; 20

The silent vertebrate in brown
Contracts and concentrates, withdraws;
Rachel née Rabinovitch
Tears at the grapes with murderous paws;

She and the lady in the cape 25
Are suspect, thought to be in league;
Therefore the man with heavy eyes
Declines the gambit, shows fatigue,

Leaves the room and reappears
Outside the window, leaning in, 30
Branches of wistaria
Circumscribe a golden grin;

The host with someone indistinct
Converses at the door apart,
The nightingales are singing near 35
The Convent of the Sacred Heart,

And sang within the bloody wood
When Agamemnon cried aloud,
And let their liquid siftings fall
To stain the stiff dishonoured shroud

Friday, March 28, 2008

A fine, a Private by Diane Ackerman

A fine, a Private by Diane Ackerman
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He took her one day
under the blue horizon
where long sea fingers
parted like beads
hitched in the doorway
of an opium den,
and canyons mazed the deep
reef with hollows,
cul-de-sacs, and narrow boudoirs,
and had to ask twice
before she understood
his stroking her arm
with a marine feather
slobbery as aloe pulp
was wooing, or saw the octopus
in his swimsuit
stretch one tentacle
and ripple its silky bag.

While bubbles rose
like globs of mercury,
they made love
mask to mask, floating
with oceans of air between them,
she his sea-geisha
in an orange kimono
of belts and vests,
her lacquered hair waving,
as Indigo Hamlets
tattooed the vista,
and sunlight
cut through the water,
twisting its knives
into corridors of light.

His sandy hair
and sea-blue eyes,
his kelp-thin waist
and chest ribbed wider
than a sandbar
where muscles domed
clear and taut as shells
(freckled cowries,
flat, brawny scallops
the color of dawn),
his sea-battered hands
gripping her thighs
like tawny starfish
and drawing her close
as a pirate vessel
to let her board:
who was this she loved?

Overhead, sponges
sweating raw color
jutted from a coral arch,
Clown Wrasses
hovered like fireworks,
and somewhere an abalone opened
its silver wings.
Part of a lusty dream
under aspic, her hips rolled
like a Spanish galleon.
Her eyes swam
and chest began to heave.
Gasps melted on the tide.
Knowing she would soon
be breathless as her tank,
he pumped his brine deep within her,
letting sea water drive it

http://satterthwaite.info/Poetry/afineaprivateplace.html

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Justin Reads On Gelid Night

Justin Reads On Gelid Night
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"On Gelid Night" by David Hart
On gelid night, prone amidst this small sea of
faineant coverlets,
A nimeity of somnolent susurrations--
Bombinate and pierce the greyblack night.

Still, the foundling lies on bilious pillow
A radiator's dolorous tintinnabulation
Harmonizes a fan's punctilious paean.

On this gelid night,
A languid pillow kisses this naive cheek.

Vocabulary
Bilious-ill-tempered; Foundling-lost child; nimiety-excess (n);
dolorous-sad; tintinnabulation-tinkling sound; susurrations(n)-whispers; faineant(adj)- idle; gelid-icy cold; bombinate-buzz or hum; punctilious-precise; paean- a song of praise

Published in "Taj Mahal Review" Agra, India

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Melanie Reads Verse a Poem by Hart

Melanie Reads Verse a Poem by Hart
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''Verse'' by Mr. David Hart
Be not harried by apostasy spates
Surcease ye flux of basilic imprecations
Adhibit ye ,supernal paracletes
The pith of divinity

An Achates,
Vae victis
In this temporal realm

Chatoyant fanfaronade
Sursurrant congeries
Erelong abate
Shun the gaffer's gammon
Arcadian maundering

Avaunt kaleidoscopic zealotry
Bandy a cutlass perfervid
Ex aequo et bono

Beneficence's glaive bandies.

Preside atheling echt
In pharos of Nestor

Bestow succor to the augean Boeothians!
Malign them not--for now come the celestial shower
To halidom, shepard, solace and anele
Ye benighted churls

vocabulary- spate-flood; arcadian-rural/simple; echt-adj.-genuine; Nestor-the god of wisdom; Achaetes-any faithful friend; chatoyant-possessing a changeable luster; rein-v.-to curb or restrain; amative-amatory; anele-v.- to annoint; harry-to torment by constant attack; perfervid-ardent/very fervid; ex aequo et bono-L.-according to the principle of fairness and good; bandy-to beat to and fro; vae victic-L.-woe to the vanquished; gammon-nonsense; gaffer- an old crone; flux-flow; fanfaronade--n.-bragging/ostentation/bluster; congeries-heap; susurrant-adj-whispering; basilic-lowly/base; pith-vigor/force/strength; supernal-celestial; imprecations-curses; halidom-a holy place/holiness; Pallas Athena-Gr.goddess of wisdom; quotha-arch.-indeed! Forsooth!; paracletes-someone who aids and supports; glaive-sword; pharos-lighthouse; atheling-ancient crown prince; adhibit-to let in/admit; benighted-adj-overtaken by darkness; bestead-to aid; anele-to annoint; contemn-v.-to view with contempt; solace-n. comfort in sorrow

पिकारेस्कुए बी दाविद हार्ट

Picaresque by Dave Hart (Most recent version)
Peek-a-booing
minion of verdant plains~

~Ligneous rover
of arborescent
columns~~

~Your twitching
hirsute tail~~

Scratchclawing
perfervidly
up and down~~~

Tickling trees' sides
into laughter~~~

Eyes ebony peering
from your skyward lair.

Pilose pirate
nibblemunching
your forsesty pelf~~

~Dainty adroit hands,
secreting away your cache
of daily treasures.
©David Hart 2006

A reading of Ahimsa by David Hart

A reading of Ahimsa by David Hart
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Reading by David Hart

Friday, February 29, 2008

Eros Tyrannos read by David Hart

Eros Tyrannos read by David Hart
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Eros Tyrannos read by David Hart
She fears him, and will always ask
What fated her to choose him;
She meets in his engaging mask
All reason to refuse him.
But what she meets and what she fears
Are less than are the downward years,
Drawn slowly to the foamless weirs
Of age, were she to lose him.

Between a blurred sagacity
That once had power to sound him,
And Love, that will not let him be
The Judas that she found him,
Her pride assuages her almost
As if it were alone the cost--
He sees that he will not be lost,
And waits, and looks around him.

A sense of ocean and old trees
Envelops and allures him;
Tradition, touching all he sees,
Beguiles and reassures him.
And all her doubts of what he says
Are dimmed by what she knows of days,
Till even Prejudice delays
And fades, and she secures him.

The falling leaf inaugurates
The reign of her confusion;
The pounding wave reverberates
The dirge of her illusion.
And Home, where passion lived and died,
Becomes a place where she can hide,
While all the town and harbor side
Vibrate with her seclusion.

We tell you, tapping on our brows,
The story as it should be,
As if the story of a house
Were told, or ever could be.
We'll have no kindly veil between
Her visions and those we have seen--
As if we guessed what hers have been,
Or what they are or would be.

Meanwhile we do no harm, for they
That with a god have striven,
Not hearing much of what we say,
Take what the god has given.
Though like waves breaking it may be,
Or like a changed familiar tree,
Or like a stairway to the sea,
Where down the blind are driven.

Edwin Arlington Robinson

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

letters2artist

A reading of Ahimsa by David Hart

A reading of Ahimsa by David Hart
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Reading by David Hart

~Ligneous rover
of arborescent
columns~~

~Your twitching
hirsute tail~~

Scratchclawing
perfervidly
up and down~~~

Tickling trees' sides
into laughter~~~

Eyes ebony peering
from your skyward lair.

Pilose pirate
nibblemunching
your forsesty pelf~~

~Dainty adroit hands,
secreting away your cache
of daily treasures.
©David Hart 2006

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

अड़ सुम Daybreak

Day break. The yellowing-yawning sun doth now
Emblazen a jigsaw horizon.
Color feasts of yellow-orange bedizen (dressup)
the once nigrescent/purple sky.

Birds languish in a warm toasy breeze
amidst undulating greenery chirping
their loving ado.

A fat frog primps and cleans
His bug-eyes with his
Wet-winding slimy tongue.

Someones and no ones will ever
Be after one's name,
Nothings and somethings will
Never be in the game.

Perched on a polite park bench
With out a serious care
O, tantalizing life.
Someone in a war-trench
under fire isn't thinking
about military rank.

O, enigmatic life bestead
my some times reticent tread
when I pontoon down the
River Styx.

An instinct to trust
Tends and can go bust,
An instinct to reject
Mayhap a time to reflect
I always want to trust
and always hope for
a love to confect.

The evers will and do say
their nothings
The sames will cherish their
ever present somethings
Anon, one hopes to avoid
all prickly little stings.

Help, caresses, love and fame
Never nothing to be to their name,
Ever something to be their wailing
Claim,
Sometimes ideals erode effortlessly
in the short-lived winds of fame.

Sweta Gives Hart Assistance

Sweta Gives Hart Assistance
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Sweta helps Hart read his Haikoo in Nepalese.
English Trans:
Whirling fan
Tickles
Thrills the
Little vase of yellow flowers.

The wall portrait
Smiling more today

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Anupama in the Telugu Language

Anupama in the Telugu Language
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Ode to the Creator by David Hart

Praise to you oh Lord
For the sun, moon and the sky

Praise to you oh Lord
For the lake and forest and
Birds that fly

Praise to you oh Lord
For the beautiful flowers
And the Blessed Glen

Praise to you oh lord
For the courage to avoid
Evil to the end.

Anupama Reads Ode to the Creator

Anupama Reads Ode to the Creator
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Ode to the Creator by David Hart

Praise to you oh Lord
For the sun, moon and the sky

Praise to you oh Lord
For the lake and forest and
Birds that fly

Praise to you oh Lord
For the beautiful flowers
And the Blessed Glen

Praise to you oh lord
For the courage to avoid
Evil to the end. A poem by David Hart

Thursday, February 21, 2008

A Cette Nuit Refroidi par David Hart

A Cette Nuit Refroidi par David Hart
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A Cette Nuit Refroidi par David Hart

A cette nuit
refroidi,
restant
au milieu
d'une mer
des couvertures,
petits chuchotements
percent la nuit
tranquille.

En repos,
le petit enfant
dormi.
une petite tete
reste sur
un oreiller
desagreable.

A cette nuit refroidi,
cet oreiller
languid
caresse
cette petite tete.

Sarah lis A Cette Nuit Refroidi par David Hart

Sarah lis A Cette Nuit Refroidi par David Hart
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Elle a etudie Francais seulement 6 mois.
A Cette Nuit Refroidi par David Hart

A cette nuit
refroidi,
restant
au milieu
d'une mer
des couvertures,
petits chuchotements
percent la nuit
tranquille.

En repos,
le petit enfant
dormi.
une petite tete
reste sur
un oreiller
desagreable.

A cette nuit refroidi,
cet oreiller
languid
caresse
cette petite tete.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Alaine lis An Infant Sighs by David Hart

Alaine lis An Infant Sighs by David Hart
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"An Infant Sighs" by David Hart

Upright in a crib,
legs akimbo,
an infant sighs.

Windows in the ceiling--a sky light--
a warm radiance
of blues, yellows, and scintillating hues of
pales
corruscating
courteously down upon this wide-eyed infant.

Upright and attent,
legs akimbo,
bathing in
rapturous caresses
of undulating streams
of sparkling light,
two tiny hands hold firm.

Now with toothless
miniature mouth,
wee gums press
upon the pleasure
yielding coolness
of the smooth
plastic crib railing.

Anon,
incomprehensible voices
--muffled and muddled--
ooze through thin walls
to the infant's new ears.

Contented within incomprehension
and delighting in wonderment,
an infant sighs.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Billie reads The Guns of Winter

Billie reads The Guns of Winter
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''Guns of Winter'' by David Hart
Now the powdered chimney's breath
Exhales canescent puffs
Cruel wiley winter blasts harsh
Pummelling all in it's icy sights

Houses grimace grotesquely and eaves groan moanfully
Donning a new set of crystalline teeth

Anon, shivering birds seem hesitant
Swathed in winter's slicing binds

Icily gothic chandelier trees
Their crackly boughs must cleave
Obedient to the will of winter's
might

The crucible cold holds all to
it's sniping tribulations
Pelican trucks gooble up white streets

People hug themselves more these days,
While crunchshuffling along, teeth blurred
clattering in a symphony of spasm grunting cars.
2002DavidHartUSA

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Jennifer Reads "Luscious Dream"

Jennifer Reads "Luscious Dream"
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"Luscious Dream" by David Hart
Dream,
Melodious
I recall
A blinking,
Pulsating,
And twinkling
Sky.

Quixotic,
Heaven of joy.
I struggle to
Dream.

Thinking thoughts
Of Harmony.
One can, at times,
live a life
abounding
in selfish
deeds.

Frantic life.
A reminiscent dream of
love--luscious, luxuriant,
magnificent love.

That great havoc of
Love.
My dream.
(Originally written by Hart in Russian Dec 2007)

La Petite Serene

La Petite Serene
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short serene work for the piano by David Hart

Friday, February 08, 2008

Danielle reads "The Joy of Love"

Danielle reads "The Joy of Love"
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''The Joy of Love'' by David Hart

The kissing of the doves in the leaves
The slow dancing moon and the
Star speckled sky
Come now elated the chant of haling trees
Oft incites earth's ancient and serene sigh

You appeared and approached with your
inviting lips
And with you the delights of the world
And all the heroics of the sea's bold ships

And all life's fury didst unfurl

Amidst embraces and caresses of wind
Bathed in tingling moon beams
The ectasies of your moist kiss
Shakes my soul with swooning bliss
DHart2005USA (English version published 2006 July)

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Billie reads Issue No. B-1610

Billie reads Issue No. B-1610
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"Issue No. B-1610" by David Hart
Black rectangular, quasi-rectangular, plastic half darkened
Now with shades of gray -- reflecting
White steel stalk of tin
Jutting out to a white sheet

Small oval shape - one third severed sphere
Affixed on the apex of a twin stalk - elliptical

Silver and gray tube with a creviced
Serpentine spine

Sitting staring beaming unrelentlessly
Interminable

Soft muffled tones whirring the concordant
monotone melody of D flat

No remorse or afterthought just base
exploitation of energy.

Friday, February 01, 2008

Paul reads A Bird for Thanatos

Paul reads A Bird for Thanatos
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''A Bird For Thanatos'' -- by David Hart


Confect not that nest for mate and brood! O ebony vestured

inhabitant of air and ground.

Anon ye rest, quasi-supine on bladed verdant sheet.

Requiescat in pace! Requiescat in pace!

Wafted by Thanatos' immutable call, so ye shall rest.

Forever rest silent and still little black bird, ne'er to skuttle

for and extirpate errant creatures vermiculate. Wellaway dear dark

denizen of sky and earth.

Heaven alas wields its' aspergillum of gentle crystaline drops

now upon you--Thanatos' irenic catch. Ne'er to descant from dawn til dusk through fastigated beak.


Upon me now a lauwine of gloom implodes my soul. Requiescat in pace!

Requiescat in pace!


Kowtow do I to the now still indicia of the reaper's jeremiad--summer winds eftsoons, quietly strum a lakh of minimalist monochromatic monodies through trees' indolent pliant branches.


Ywis, nevermore those mercurial fulgurations in Njortr's realms, no more honeymooning in topiaries, unmewed from raptorial paladine pursuits -- forever.

Requiescat in pace! Requiescat in pace!

David Hart USA 2000