Four Skin and Seven Years Ago

When I was older
so much older than today
I needed everybody's help
in oh so every way

old shriveled shrunken parts
quite near the tombstone row
glassy eyed lawn dart throwers
never ever sitting on go

ghosts of Lincoln's Hillsborough
shrieking for their master
constant fear of letting go
their hearts beating ever faster
 
please bring me a piece of peace
throw fate to the wind
a sprinkling of my Fur Elise
only has she never sinned

Gomer LePoet...

Listening to Todd

          It seems like 30 or more, the number now eludes me,
          Listening to Todd rock the house, it's a good as it gets,
          He asks the question, “Who's a Crybaby Now”?  You see,
          I think he has me there, climbing all over those frets,

          He bends the frequency, to pull on my ears
          sometimes so sweet, it brings me to tears,
          I can feel his passion inside, and I can feel mine too,
          is this the way to act? , am I happy, or be I blue

          There's an Itch in my brain, and he can't get to it,
          I have a free will, and I know how to use it,
          walking carefully now, trying to avoid the mines,
          extremely important, that I keep Parallel lines

          He saw the light in her eyes, and chanted “Hello it's me”,
          we all knew, that Love was the Answer, so plain to see,
          so off to your Hideaway, your secret hideaway you go,
          its the Love of the common man, but how could you know

Gomer LePoet...

Bite my Tongue

words sometimes flow from my mouth
that should never ever be spoken
cruel responses uttered viciously
cause I fear my heart has been broken

expectations set way too high
like a child I want more than my share
if I do not get my wish
I respond harshly like I don't care

deep inside my space filled thought
reaching out to cut so deep
how many years until I'm taught
how long before I finally sleep

without torment from my selfish heart
accepting it's not just about my need
until I learn to bite my tongue
my world will slowly crumble  from greed

Gomer LePoet...

Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday is the Christian celebration of the resurrection
of Jesus of Nazareth from his crucifiction on Good Friday.
If you are not a christian or even if you consider yourself to be one,
and do not place much belief as to whether or not this event actually
took place, but is symbolic in nature, have nothing to be apologetic for.
For those of you who do totally believe in this miracle, because your faith
says to that you do believe, I will not ever challenge. The more important
issue to me, go back two spaces, is Good Friday, as it is called. This day
has much more significance to me.
Jesus, no matter how you perceive his person to be, Son of God,
or King of the Jews, or a not so normal politician, performed a function,
that benefited all of mankind. Whether or not he absolved the sins of
man is up to the believers. What he provided mankind, is measurable and
unmeasurable at the same time. He was the pioneer of Human Rights.
His teachings caused the revolution of thought. His actions stirred the
thoughts of a yearning civilization to reach for higher goals. To bring
attention of the elitist of the world, that they will be held accountable for
their actions, somewhere, sometime. To give a hope to the struggling
peoples of this world. For this, I give thanks and will always look inside
my heart to find what is right.
There will be those of you who read this, that think I am a total idiot.
That I really have no knowledge of what I am speaking. I say to you
that you are probably right, but I welcome your thoughts on this,
and I feel that this is exactly what I am presenting to you, about the
significance of this entire weekend.
Happy Easter everyone, whatever your beliefs.
David Nelson aka Gomer Lepoet

Waistin' Time

Wake up in the morning,
try to wipe the sleep from my eyes,
all night long its been a-stormin',
lightning crackin' the skies,
listenin' to the radio,
waiting for the sun to shine,
listenin' for that blue bird song,
just waistin' my time

Old man in the moon,
wipe that smile from your face,
there hasn't been any harvest,
feel like I'm runnin' in place,
gotta get a move on,
gotta make up my mind,
gonna have to make a change from
waistin' my time

Since I left that school, couldn't follow the rule,
ain't never going back,
now I realize, they weren't tellin' any lies,
me and KC gotta get back on the track
and stop waistin my time

Take my old suit to the cleaners,
remove the doubt from my day,
you know some people can be leaners,
but that just isn't my way,
gotta get a move on,
gotta make up my mind,
gonna have to make a change from
waistin my time

Since I left that school, couldn't follow the rule,
ain't never going back,
now I realize, they weren't tellin' any lies,
me and KC gotta get back on the track
and stop waistin my time

Gomer LePoet...

FriginFrazzled

I hear the sounds of a loud cymbal crash,
now my teeth, or starting to gnash,
I'm friginfrazzled, that's what I am,
my nerves are on edge, my mind is like spam,
oh I am such a tortured soul,
just wanna go, climb in a hole,
tell everyone to pissupatree,
just quit screwin with me,
I offer my heart, and get kicked in the nutz,
maybe I'm, just a stupid old putz,
I guess I just expect too much,
poor little me, add another crutch,
I see the world, but no one sees me,
maybe it's time, for me to go free,
I seriously doubt, anyone would care,
finding me lifeless, in my long underwear,
or I can return, the way I arrived,
completely naked, all alone inside

Gomer LePoet...

Panic Button

This world we live in is very very strange,
some things can be purchased for just pocket change,
others, not so easy, no matter how rich you are,
I'm not talking about a house, boat or a car

Seems some days, the woodwork is just full of friends,
the messages, the chats, almost no end,
and then all of sudden, no one is there,
it's like for some reason, there is no one to care

Did I do something wrong, was it something I said,
all of these questions, now filling my head,
am I too needy, do I lack inner strength,
is my nose too big, my hair the wrong length  

Why should it matter, what's the big deal,
does anyone really, give a crap how I feel,
I'm just a pebble, in the sea of mankind,
plenty more like me, we're easy to find

Now my day will be lonely, just like my night,
out of mind from them all, cause I'm so out of sight,
fear fills my mind, I'm an attention glutton,
that's why I now, push this Panic Button

Gomer LePoet

Body next to mine

Hold me real close,
whisper sweet things in my ear,
tell me just how much,
you want me near you

I can't sleep at night,
cause you're always on my mind,
and if I close my eyes,
I swear I can hear you

Oh you are my light,
all my dreams come true,
say that you feel,
the same way that I do

I've got stars in my eyes,
butterflies inside,
I've waited so long
just to be near you

laughing and loving,
there's music in the air,
can't even imagine,
how we could get higher

so happy together,
sharing all the little things,
and when we make love,
you can feel the fire

Oh I want your body next to mine,
yeah I need your loving all the time

Gomer LePoet...

“1968”

          We were headed for disaster,
          our hearts were beating faster,
          we were set for action,
          everybody knew we were out of control
          
          Braced for a collision,
          there was no sane decision,
          they were circling the wagons,
          like fire-breathing dragons,
          they let out a roar

          the smoke was rising higher,
          just like a funeral pyre,
          everything was burning,
          the wheels just kept on turning,
          history would record it all

          They came with sticks swingin',
          it kept our ears aringin',
          tempers were exploding,
          lives were imploding,
          was this the end

          the dust didn't settle for almost 20 years,
          if your waitin' for a medal,
          keep your foot to the pedal,
          remembering is was 1968
          
          Now it's just a distant memory,
          If you want to make it clearer,
          take a look in the mirror,
          remembering it was 1968

          Gomer LePoet...

I just wanna Dance

please excuse me, don't mean to intrude,
hope you don't think, that I'm being rude,
but I've been watching you, shake and move,
and I just wanna dance with you,
yes, I just wanna dance with you

don't tell me your stories, I won't tell you mine,
no need to get heavy, and make love the grand prize,
there is no reason, to pretend what we're not,
cause I just wanna dance with you,
oh I just wanna dance with you  

there's no reason, to believe, that we can't be alone,
together, just we two,
you know there's no reason, to believe, that we can't get along,
together, me and you

Gomer LePoet...


check out the musical version of this poem at my music web site
http://www.muziboo.com/DavisLight/music/albums/dave-nelson-which-one

Road Trip

the days are getting warmer now,
the sun is staying up later in the day,
the trade are winds blowing, and somehow,
I have to find me another way,

I want to get on my bike and ride,
ride my Harley into the western wind til night,
down I-10 out of Jacksonville, my shiny Elektra Glide,
hair blowing in the breeze, muscles flexing, grip tight,

the road changes to route 90 thru old Baton Rouge, LA,
heading all the way to Houston by sunsets fall,
finding a place to rest my weary soul today,
tomorrow will bring the curtain call,

heading north on 45 up to Dallas,  big “D” they say,  
now its I-35 to the destination in my mind,
she does not know that I am arriving this day,
I hope in her heart, it's love I find,

we've been friends it seems, like so very long,
never thought this time would ever ever be,
I've written just for her, this very special song,
OK City it says on the sign in front of me,

now I pull up to her place, anticipation I can feel,
taking deep breathe, to gather up my self,  
brush the dust off, hoping I can close the deal,
remembering her picture, on my shelf,

she opens the door, with that smile, cuter than a bug,
I stare at her in disbelief, my jaw dropping low,
I reach for her, with my arms wide for loving hug,
her sweet kiss on my lips makes my body glow,

and so this road trip ends with happy heart,
we spent all night talking about the future plans,
never again will we spend a night apart,
melting hearts, as we speak each others name

Gomer LePoet....

I needed to go to the store the other day,
I was in a big hurry, no time to play,
I grabbed my wallet, my keys, and my hat,
and reached down to pet my friendly old cat
The traffic was bad, cars going fast,
took me forever, but I got there at last,
picked up some milk, some butter, some cheese,
grabbed for my hanky as I started to sneeze
I got into line it was terribly long,
I daydreamed a while, recalling a song,
the man at the checkout was starring at me,
I wondered what, what it could be
He said 'something is wrong' there's a tail from your hat,
I patted my head 'I said it's just my old cat',
he looked at me funny so I said to him,
his name is Fluffy, but I call him Jim
He likes to go with me wherever I go,
and I like him with me he puts on a show,
he pats my nose and licks on my head,
he's more than a cat he's my best friend I said
some may think I'm silly for sure,
but I have a hard time walking out of that door,
without my wallet, my keys to my flat,
but most of all my cat in my hat

Gomer LePoet...

Death by Love

Well, it has finally happened, I knew it was just a matter of time,
before the walls of Jericho came tumbling down
and crushed my body, my heart, my mind, my soul
our love was not meant to be, there were too many obstacles
the least being the physical distance between us
the most being we were both already spoken for
we had commitments, we had consciences, we both felt guilt,
you more than I, not that that matters at this point,
we knew that this would or could never, be but we played this
dangerous game of chance anyway, reveling in our adoration
for each others thoughts, feelings in this pretend game of house
we had our disagreements, we had our arguments,
we kissed and made up, we laughed together, we cried together,
we were deeply in love with each other without ever touching,
we pretended to make love, we bathed in the affection,
the care, the concern we had for each others real lives
I know you will struggle with your decision to end it,
but it was the right thing for you to do, as you had constant
internal struggles between right and wrong, good and evil.
As for me, I don't have a clue how I will survive without your
gentle ways, your wit, your love touching me every day.
Now I sit here hammering this story out, knowing this day would come,
but yet sit here in total shock that it has actually happened.
Right now I am numb, though there are tears running down
my cheeks and it will just be a matter of time when the
finality of this actually registers inside my pathetic brain,
this is not my fear, my fear is when my heart begins to feel the
emptiness that will be left behind. My world has revolved around
our relationship, growing stronger and stronger with each passing day.
How will I ever find a way to replace the hole that will be left
and will grow until I am left with nothing. Can I survive this?
I really do not know. I am afraid that I will be another victim of
death by love. if not physically, then metaphysically I know.
My world ended when I read your last message. The mind sees it,
understands it, but the heart has not yet received the message.
Should I wait or call 911 now?

Gomer Lepoet...

Orbitally Re-Arranged

she was sitting there, right in front of me
I reached out, but could not grasp
music floating, from the vision that I see
touched her hand, try to attach a clasp

everything was modifed, not the same as before
orbitally re-arranged, from versions that proceeded
I listen intently, for a knocking on my door
hoping to absorb, her strength I so desperately needed

she is from another place, another place in time
her voice so soothing, accent like ye of times past
trying to remember, when old tree I try to climb
reaching ever higher, a stone I strain to cast

if only she could breath, the sound to mesmerize
she sometimes seems orderly, so meek and yes so mild
the lashes of extreme, try to cover up her eyes
you wonder if beneath it all, there might be something wild  

shifting in demensions, monotomic elelments survive
shaping our minds, with auburn colors on the crown
pure honesty, pure love, no nothing is contrive
waiting for the man from Zaga, to finally touch down

Gomer LePoet...

Down For the Count

Knew this was gonna be, a tough fight from the start,
the stakes were high, it would cost me my heart,
I trained most diligently, day after day,
blood sweat and tears, prepare for the fray,

took many body punches, right in my gut,
and when I bent over, got a kick in the ****,
you gouged my eyes, took a jab to the neck,
there is no prize money, ain't getting no check,

went down for a 6-count, early in the fight,
first to my knees, then stand upright,
the referee looked me, square in the eye,
you a man or a boy, wipe those tears fancy guy,

so I got back in, and tried it some more,
once again I went down not needing anymore,
but I was an idiot, thought I was tough,
flexed my muscles, thought I looked real buff,

the words were angry, the looks were real mean,
we clenched in the middle, but we finally broke clean,
I tried for a kiss , a hug, and a smile,
told me to hush, needing more than a smile,

one more time, I put my jaw in the way,
took a hard right, thats the end of my day,
down on all-fours, I was ready to mount,
this fight was over, I was down for the count.

Gomer LePoet....

Have I told you

Its like I've had VanWinkle's disease ,
suddenly you' have  awakend my mind
I suddenly notice, this beatutiful woman
where have I been, took me too long to find

you've been standing, right here beside me
must have been keeping, my head in the sand
now all the momories are returning
if I reach out, will you take my hand

I can't understand, why I make it so hard
I can't seem to say, the words that I feel
the thought's been there, seems I hide my card
you've been waiting for me to shut up and deal

have I told you lately, how much I love you
have I said to you, your still in my dream
I'm a such a fool to have gambled you'd be here
I have forgotten that we are a team

Gomer LePoet...

When I Get Old

When I get old and my hair falls out,
will you still want me now
When I get old and my teeth turn south,
will you still need me now
When I get old and nothing seems to work,
will you still love me now
When I get old and sometimes act like a ****,
will you still like me now

When I forget where I put my keys,
will you still want me now  
When I complain about my knees,
will you still need me now
When I turn my radio too loud,
will you still love me now
When I break wind in a crowd,
will you still like me now

When I'm a old grouch a royal pain,
will you still want me now
When I spill stuff leaving a stain,
will you still need me now
When I complain about everything,
will you still love me now
When I clog up the drain,
will you still like me now

I hope you will remember when I was a stud
I pray that you'll forgive me when I am a dud
When I get old

Gomer LePoet...

Unified

Here we lie side by side, staring at each others face,
heads on hands held up by elbows, breathing in this time and place,
we share our thoughts, we speak our dreams, we melt into each other's eyes,
we reminisce, we trace our paths, broken hearts sometimes our goodbyes

but tonight we loved, our deepest love, we accepted from each other,
tender kisses we placed, on each others lips, like kisses from our mother,
with such deep love we breathe each other, your lavender I taste,
slowly I feel all of you, every smooth silky inch, rushing would be waste

though sometimes we have our differences, tonight we blend like one,
water and oil, the fertile soil was joined like rain and sun,
I give praise and thank the heavens, for sharing this with you,
I do not deserve, feeling every curve, your musky morning dew  

beads of sweat run down my brow, hearts are beating hard and fast,
almost there, no releasing yet, make this loving moment last,
now I am yours and you are mine, as naked stars collide,
expansion then, and now collapse, we are unified.

Gomer LePoet...

Manhattan Lady

Strolling aimlessly through the streets of the city,
feeling sad and alone, looking for some pity,
thinking tomorrow will be, just another waste of my time,
going through the motions, another huge mountain to climb,            
running in circles, I keep falling for that same old trick,
and I continuously punish myself, with that same old stick,
I need to find something to inspire me, someone I can trust,
the city bus driving by splashes me, and immediately gets cussed,
why can't I find that someone, someone who really cares,
someone who will listen, not constantly changing chairs,
it seems as though I'm doomed, to feel love nevermore,
then walking along W165th street, someone is struggling with a door,  
I see this enchanting lady, her key not working right,  
across from Hilltop Park, the Audubon Ballroom said the flashing light,
I asked if I could be of help to her, she smiled and nodded slightly,
She said she came to dance here, she came here almost nightly,
I pushed and shoved and grunted, made sounds of all my might ,
finally it opened, it was dark inside, no dancing here tonight,
she smiled at me once again, and thanked me for helping out.
I told her I could sing for her, we could dance and shout,
I sang as loud as I could sing, we danced in circles like a carousel,
we laughed and we talked, and that night I fell,
madly in love with this lady, sent to me in a spell,
That night my life changed, no longer was my future shady,
that was the night I fell in love, with this Manhattan lady

Gomer LePoet...

The Collector

Give me your thoughts, give me your dreams,
tell me your hopes, explain all your schemes,
like a black hole, I let nothing get past,
not even light, not one photon blast,
I'll drink in your smiles, your lost bridge of sighs,
feed me your knowledge, don't fill me with lies,
I'm not a guru, no don't be confused,
what cells I had working, now seem diffused,  
that's why I'm searching, and soaking it up,
trying so hard, to refill my cup,
I reach in my pockets, find nothing but lint,
my lighter don't work, it's lacking a flint,
so if you pass by, and I reach out to touch,
be very careful, don't tell me too much,
I'll give you directions, just like a director,
but really I'm nothing more, than a collector

Gomer LePoet ...

Link and Duane

long ago in a land of my youth
when I noticed music made my mind drift
I had no idea at the time I was very short in tooth
I only knew that it made me feel it was a special gift

as my teens arrived I was in the groove
suddenly I began hearing the electric strings
no one before made my ear and my feet move
guitars sat in the back and were for rhythm and things

new faces arrived and out in the front
playing amplied sounds not a sound I knew
only a few years older was this a trick or a stunt
tremelo and vibrato and echo some inventions new

combed wavy hair never ever out of place
handsome smiles twinkled eyes driving the girls
I wanted to have that kind of look on my baby face
make some money buy the ladies diamonds  and pearls

the lads of early rock guitar Link and Duane
not even close to the sounds of the boys of today
but they were the beginning of music in the fast lane
wonder what they are doing now Duane Eddy and Link Wray

Gomer LePoet ....