The Colorado ****** Retired.

Up on Boulder Hill they gather
to celebrate what really matters
finally, a winning football season
as higher and higher glows a worthwhile fire

The bonfire for the team

Cathy tried to make me her puppet again
Again and again I just laughed in the end
  
Kathy said don't use me boy
You're gonna get it in the end
Never try to use my name again
You never were one.  Press send
  
I hate you people.  You capitalist
Using us to get ahead
Isn't it time to grow up now
or maybe just go to bed
  
Oh, here comes another one
Country man learning to turn his head
Comparing himself to history
She's cheering him on instead
  
Stop that!  Using my name she cried
I never want to hear it again
You're only trying to capitalize
Before we lend it out again
  
Isn't it funny, how one kissing cousin
Can lie, then claim I don't exist
The other one spits after she benefits
Stating, "only if he is still rich."
  
Black man, white man, both in chains
The government tightened its grip
Some day, some way, they will still explain
Why they work us 'till we still slip
  
Sip another shot of this one, dear
We can use the cash from it
Even though we know the end is near
We can not forget what's said

it's not real, love
when I feel love
more of a reel love
or a feeling of
some need, love
on their knees, love
when it's real love
like no other, love
can it be?, love
when you need love
be with me , love
in your need

Flying by
Where does it go?
Where it stops
Will we ever know
\Going round
and rounder still
To the other side
of the mountain hill
\Landing now
With band in hand
Can finally say
I am a man

handheld all-purpose
device how nice to make life
an easy delight

Mary bought a compact sports car.
No more riding that lamb around in the back seat.

If I could text this poem to you I would
Understand they don't have handhelds where you've moved
I still feel it's something that I should do
To text to you the letters ILOVEYO_U

She knows I don't write letters
Lucky enough
Just to send a Christmas card
  
Still, she puts herself in the game
Knowing
She could be scooped up in one swift swoop
  
She takes the risk
Picks up her pictures
She keeps busy

My dear lady
Won't you shine your light
Oh, my lady
Won't you shine your light
Upon me, Upon me
  
You're my lady
Love your shine
Pretty lady
Shine your light
Upon me, Upon me
  
Shine your light
All the time
Upon me
Shine your light
It's so bright
Upon me, Upon me
  
My dear lady
Shine your light
Pretty lady
Love that shine
Upon me, Upon me

Chicks don't dig cigarettes
Chicks don't dig cigarettes
Cigarettes
They pull down your capital
Cigarettes
They make you smell [bowel]
Cigarettes
Where was my money now
Cigarettes
  
There comes a man
Comes a man
And he's not with the plan
Comes a man
And you say
Bash his skull
If you can
Comes a man
  
You didn't know
You didn't know
He was tricked
In the sand
And you pay with your ways
It's Gods' way
Yea, everybody must pay
Eh?
  
So I sing
And this is just one song I wrote
For the poet
Inside
And it's all I say
please I don't know the way
And I
Think it's going to be okay
If I ask and then
I pay and pay
So I
Guess it's going to be o.k.
So run
And I run
And I pray and I pray
Guess it's going to be okay
Got to ride another wave
  
Got to ride another wave

hoping dirt frowns, head
rumbles pulpily, dockyards
riding, dryly, cold

rising loudly, sting
fiendish open-mouthed haystacks
stagger, despondent

She is young
Too young for me
And i know it
Road to where?
Desire still exists
Unrequited love
So strong
To the touch

Yesterday
She wore a cream colored
blouse with a white
skirt so
to appear
as an ice
cream float
yet, somehow
Sweetness escaped
this non-diet
bev'rage

LOVE n. 1.  The strange and
unusual yet, most wonderful
feeling of emotion experienced
since meeting you.

A is the best letter in the alpabet
way ahead of the rest

A lone
in first place

A is

Three Twenty-Three Nine
I can't take it anymore
Robyn says Good Morning
We need more cars on the road
in India
Brought to you by Botox
Meanwhile the government isn't happy
with eighty-five per cent
of banks and businesses
They want to own
the home
Where you live
Ignorance is a happy place
Everybody smile, say cheese

City (n) 1.  A place where people sit.

In a little time
In a little time, In a little time
In a little time
In a little time, In a little time
In a little time
In a little time, In a little time
In a little time
In a little time, In a little time

In a little time
  gonna spend some time with you
In a little time
  we'll make all our dreams come true
In a little time
  no more turning back
In a little time
  no more time for hackensack
In a little time
  that's real soon
In a little time
  Me and you
  

In a little time
  not real fast
In a little time
  Forget all the past
In a little time
  Made for you
In a little time
  Dreams come true
In a little time
  No more livin' the blues
In a little time
  Me & You
  

In a little time
  In a little time, In a little time
In a little time
  In a little time, In a little time

**** 'em then forget them
That's our motto
Three today, more tomorrow

I couldn't love you more than
I could. I shouldn't love you more than
I should. I wouldn't love you more than
I would. I can't love you more than
I can. I don't love you more than I do.

There was a monkey on my back
So often, would he plan attacks
And almost every time would grin
For I kept that simple sin
  
A ***** rotten nasty habit
In Great Britain called a ******
Caused me stress and some should know
Gave my clothes a few burnt holes
  
Here I am now, way past forty
Don't care if I'm looking portly
For the urge to eat is better
Then more burn holes in my sweater
  
More than a year now that I'm free
That little monkey can't hold me
I never get the urgency
To run and light that nicotine
  
I'm better off now, that I'm free
And this I truly do believe
The devil hid beneath a tree
His name was Sir Walter Raleigh

Take me out to the ball game
Teach children to spit on the ground
Teach kids to spit and to grab their crotch
Set an example
Take steroids in shots
For we know that our children will copy
Everything that you do
So our heroes keep shooting themselves in the foot
at the old ball game

Poems are lazy they
lie down horizontally
sleepy poem, sleep nice

under a bright FULL MOON
watch out for F(ucking) LOON(s)
she sure is out there alright
but, man can that one write

Out of the slammer
In three short weeks
Bed rents paying for drunk driving

One last poem for love
who flew away forever
the dove from the hawk

intense shining snide
eagles plopping, rumbling mild
lazy lovers play

I've never seen a free world
It must be someone's dream
There's always so much fighting
And people really mean
  
They say we're in a free world
Then please explain to me
How races were so slaughtered
in the twentieth century
  
Twenty Thousand Soldiers
Marching off to war
Thirty Thousand Dead Already
Why, would they need more?
  
To claim they're in a free world
Is a fallacy
There's nothing here for nothing
Not even your T.V.
  
So, if you see a free world
Point it out to me
I'll try my best to get there
if the weather's nice.  We'll see

If I
Had to jump off
of the grand canyon to
prove to you that I love you true
then this I would do but,
That would leave you
Alone

Clouds bring a darkness
to a cold day of sadness
Happiness eludes

Vortex to another planet
Invisible to some
Catch some of her writings
Kindness, hers
Incredible

Experimental
Haikus for hire they said
as if poems could talk

So we're here again
To learn to do what we love
oh, the irony

rich embarrassed plush
spittle-bug recognizes,
recognizes snow

The realization that fungus will
one day rule the world.

Who do oo oo, what they do?
Debi do
Debi do-do
Who do oo oo, What they do?
Debi do
Debi do-do

Just when everything's alright
Debi do-do
Want's to start another fight
Debi do-do
Her way of staying fit, that's right
Debi do-do
My head is going crazy fred
Debi do-do

Who oooo do what they do?
Debi do
Debi do-do
Who do oo oo, what they do?
Debi do
Debi do-do

I am a poet
Like the rest of the world
I write of living, loving, and dying
I am  a poet
Like the rest of the world

Always
                                        One little word
                                 For two people in love
                                               Always

Ode to the Beat Writers (haiku)                                                                           5.21.10
                                                                                          by David Ehrgott



And the beat goes on
The keyboard is most holy
And the beat goes on




Am Sent.                     Ode to Glare



I'm gonna hide my eyes from the sun with shades today if, that's okay.

In Norwood, New Jersey
Just west of
the southbound side
of the Parkway

There is a house
occupied by 17th century werewolves

They do not mean harm to anyone
Nor do they mean to frighten you
And at times
become

so inviting


that you'll just have to laugh along with them

I've been sitting here
Letting life go
Just sitting here
Laying back in my easy chair
  
I lost all my possessions
Lost my career
I don't like where I'm living
Please!  Get me out of here
  
Somebody help me
Get on my feet again
Somebody help me
Get on my feet again
  
I need to laugh
I need to live
I need to love
I need your laugh
I need you, rib
I need your love

Happy seeing you again
Tho years ago you made me sore
and sometimes you are insane
but, life without you's just a bore

Happy seeing you again
I can't believe it - all these years
You're lookin' better than ever ever
Keep lookin' at Me

Hey, that's such a pretty dress
It's giving me an honest guess
A flower-print with background white
Wow!  You surely are a site

The winter bats are finally flight
You can't yet see them out at night
But they don't mean a thing to me
But you do darling, everything

Happy to see you again
So happy seeing you!

She showed me all her pictures
And I swore that it was all a dream
I don't know what I said or did
But, her future isn't with machine

I've been to many places
And I regret all that I've gleaned
With all this bad-word baggage
I didn't have a need for all her mean
  

She knows what I've been through
She's seen it, I been torn apart
What was her intentions
To tear a larger part out of my heart

I love her, even (when) nasty
She's the sweetest girl I thought I thought
So she sent in her model manager
To give it to me up n' up

And he said "She doesn't want you anymore."
Leave her alone
"She doesn't want you anymore."
Leave her alone
  

Her actions worked but nowhere's worse than others did before
I looked at her and saw a look or lack of disappointment
At least I didn't have to bring out the jar of ointment
Another nail song written down to please the lady so

She doesn't want you anymore
Leave her alone
She doesn't want you anymore
Leave her alone

Went to Jim's old hangout
Last night
Then
Had trouble
Sleeping
You know
When you see
Something
And
It is out of touch
But
So real
That you can
Reach out
And
You feel it
Yes
You feel it
Because
It touches you
And you feel it
And
You like the way it touches you
Yes
And you like the way it feels

Crackers and water
Steve eats them, thinks there must be
more to life than this

Those people at the shore
and Coney Island
Tanning when they know it's bad
and that's not the worse part
They think they can swim and live
You can't go in that water
Fifty years now
without death splashing into your mouth
You can't even breathe the air
The air is melting the ice cap
That's Hot
The worms flow the faucet
filters work
live longer

An eagle flies over the Hackensack
It's ebb tide and the flood is gone
  
Heather came back from the doctor today
Three more weeks for the baby
  
They play ball games in Foschini Park
Where eagles lie in their nest

I told you about the wolves in Norwood
Did I tell you about the Ghost of Rockleigh
Revolutionary War Heroes
and sometimes Benedict Arnold drops in

You could waste two years worrying
about getting back the money they stole from ya'
And you never get it back
No, you never get it back

Might as well run away from the start
Run a way from the start
Break out fast ; Don't Stop
Run a way from the start

I'm an arrow on an elm tree and
My heart is barking bled
Tattooed to you for too too long
I may as well be dead

I can not have this misery, the memories, the dread
I'm counting on a lightning storm to finally set me free

and I

Might as well run away from the start
Run a way from the start
Break out fast ; Don't Stop
Run a way from the start