Turn Your Head

when I say I really love your look
you just turn away and stare at your book
I'm trying to get up next to you
seems like maybe you don't want me to

you're new to school and I know you're scared
finding someone new who really cared
so many guys just want your stuff
you're wanting more that's not enough

I've watched and listened to you in class
you're really smart and you never pass
a chance to show just how perfect you are
can I give you a lift in my really old car

I promise to always treat you kind
though I have flaws I'm not stuck in my mind
please won't you give me a chance instead  
show me your smile don't turn your head

Gomer LePoet....

Underpants Man

faster than a bullet speeding
words of nonsense need no repeating
leaping higher than the moon
oh silly one in sad cartoon
kept his drawers ever full
felt the force of gravity's pull
yanking down to raw expose
not the beauty of yellow rose
covered eyes of woman's scream
waking up from mid summers dream
please tell me I didn't do it
fantasy world  should I pursue it
is there even one simple fan
of the underwhelming underpants man

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 others 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...

Upon Further Review

five days have come and gone
since the final words from her lips
and though the words were not angry
they were the kind of words that sink ships
instead of growing closer she said
we are growing further apart
and as I ponder upon further review
I felt that sinking feeling deep inside my heart

Gomer LePoet ...

up the down staircase

running in circles chasing my tail
rerunning another episode of groundhog day
trying to skim on the water without a sail
constantly getting in my own way

reaching for the stars without any arms
singing the blues to a house of the dead
searching for the clock in a room full of alarms
should be slamming the door closed instead

out of breath climbing the staircase with no end
when the only way that it goes is down
keeping my eyes closed trying to pretend
wearing the mask and the tears of a clown

the odds of completion like Custer's last stand
trying to understand the reason of risk and reward
counting the good things with only one hand
playing solitaire with a deck missing one card

Gomer LePoet ....

Venus Rising

she returns once again
from her sleep
rising in my night sky
smiling down

she dances around the sun
the goddess of love
every man's dream
every woman's wish

the sister of Earth
this terrestrial queen
please fill my heart
with your everlasting love

help me to understand
the thoughts sent
that I cannot
rise again rise again

Gomer LePoet...

Wailin on the Blues

Well my guitar is wailin, solid bluesy growl,
I look up at the moon, and all I can do is howl,  
bend those notes bittersweet, if blues is what you like,
my soul is deep in pain tonite, stand up closer to the mike

pour my heart to anyone, who is listening and understands,
wish I had my friends here with me, hammerin their baby grands,
cause when you're feeling all alone, music can help you grieve,
got nothing in my pockets, got nothing up my sleeve

but I do have this friend of mine, he's always here with me,
he helps when the times are bad, takes real good care of me,
I call my friend Lester, yes he's built by Mr. Paul,    
six hot electric burning wires, just waiting for the call

BB and all his friends, would be very very proud,
and when I hit that echo box, I'll drive right through the crowd,
don't know if things will turn out good, not sure what that means,
I could be left just standing here, me and my machines

I'm wishing that the Oak City lady, sleeps real well tonight,
don't know if I'll still be here, when comes the first daylight,
Got a huge amount of wailing, pulling me down to the ground,
crank me up just one more notch, could be lifeless when I'm found

Gomer LePoet...

We Weren't Looking For Love  

we both came from large mid west cities
lot of things to do and a lot of places to go
somehow we both stumbled into this small town
there was no way that we could know

oh it was innocent enough as she passed by
she said hi and I smiled and tipped my hat
there was something though that caught my eye
it wasn't just her beauty it was more than that

oh she had beautiful grey eyes and long golden hair
with a gorgeous smile and a body that wouldn't quit
but it was like you could see inside her soul
her gentleness her calm I'll never forget

we met in the courtyard of this little village
and sometimes we would go to the cafe LaBlue'
I think because we were not looking for love
it came so naturally to us before we knew

we would hold hands and stare into the night
if I really wanted to see the entrance to her heart
I could look into her eyes and there it was
cupid hit me square with his love dart

I would write her poetry with words special for her
she was my beautiful **** gorgeous babydoll
her gift to me was I was able to taste her lips
she would nibble my ear and do this little growl

there were many things that made us a perfect match
if we disagreed she would smile and give me a shove
I would melt in her arms and beg for forgiveness
we fell so madly because we weren't looking for love  

if I were to die tomorrow it would be sad but still ok
because I met the love of my life and so few do
I will take the memory of her wherever I go
I look at her picture and say God I love you

Gomer LePoet ....

What Happened?

Things could be better
they never seem to quite approach grand
despite all the planning you do
things never turn out like you planned

you were going to be a doctor
a lawyer or a even a cop
maybe a fireman scientist or banker
but life got in the way and you had to stop

you had to change your directions
you had to think things through
it was one thing or another
something always blocking you

but you never gave up your dreams
it was just a matter of which one would come true
you became a father a mother a companion
whatever you did the best you could do

so though things could be better
they could be so much worse
to give it all a way and give up
would have been the most evil curse

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

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

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

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

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 bathroom 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
When I get old
When I get old

Gomer LePoet...

Where I am going?

From the pens of wisdom and prolific wit,
Voltaire, Krishnamurti, Schopenhauer, now I sit,
trying to compose words, that can help me explain,
how you bring me such joy, how you bring me such pain,

I feel like I'm tumbling, not understanding my fate,
I reach out to touch you, but you tell me to wait,
where I am going, is a mystery to me,
it's always been that way, yearning to see,

my weary heart and mind are in need of peace,
I'm like a small white dwarf, waiting to release,
all this suppressed energy, exploding in space,
yet I sit here now, with tears on my face,

I feel like I can grasp, understanding Adams' plea,
when he asks the question, "Whatayawantfromme",  
so simple, so pure, this inquiry, words flowing,
still with no answer, Where I am going?

Gomer LePoet...

While My Guitar Gently Sleeps

boogie woogie is on my mind
my toe tapping a thousand times
slapping snare and top hat crash
back to sleep dreamy night fade away

is it a festival of jazz marching by
raz-ma-taz New Orleans style
clarinet and trumpet and tuba blow
blind melon singing do-dah do-dah-day

Latin fever makes me thrash
trying to remember the tricky steps
the cha-cha of the island girls
watching how the shapely hips sway

Spanish marimba mambo twist
taps clacking as the flamenco flies
big box acoustic cat gut strings
fingers twitching wanting to play

square dance cowgirls and dudes strut
thumbs in their pockets stomping boots
fiddles and steel race through my heart
gonna do it all do it all someday

roll over and change the world another day
dreamy night fade away once again
screaming guitars in triple tones
while my guitar gently sleeps away

Gomer LePoet...

White Night Gown

I tell you the dude is crazy
he's out of his flippin' mind
why do you think he is here
he wanted his tennis shoes shinned

they hauled him in wearing a jacket with straps
babbling like a clown
so they registered him as a member here
and gave him this white night gown

twittering around here then there
yelling to no one it seems
ranting in cantations of ridiculous rhyme
spilling out Freudian dreams

sometimes whispering thoughts of lust
grabbing and pulling at his chest
puckering his lips like giving a kiss
his random waves of insanity crest

I'm warning you for this final time
there are villains in this town
not everyone knows about them you see
only the man in the white night gown  

Gomer LePoet....

Who's Sorry Now

I have taken away your dignity
have I also taken away your soul
I wanted to change your world
but who's sorry now

I have made you see my mind
I have changed your point of view
you have done all I asked of you
but who's sorry now

you see it is you that makes you
it is not me and my selfish thoughts
I have gotten what I wanted
but who's sorry now

I have shown you my love in disguise
I have made tears fall from your eyes
I want you to be who you are
and I am sorry now

  Gomer LePoet...

Windows

you can see my soul
thru the windows of my heart
I could tell you stories
but I'm not sure where to start

sometimes my windows
are covered up in rain
they are actually teardrops
released from sad thoughts of pain

sometimes I see myself
looking back at me
in the windows of my world
is there somewhere else I should be

the world keeps turning on
I simply cannot stop it
I would hand you my heart
but I'm afraid that you might drop it

so I try to focus on the good things
the things that should make me happy
like my music and my writing
but I better make it snappy

cause the windows need cleaning now
they are stained with soil and dust
since my sunflower has wilted
my heart has begun to rust

Gomer LePoet...

Wishing Well

I threw another nickel
in the wishing well
hoping beyond all hope
that my wish will come true
and luck is not even close
to explain the feelings I get
the way you thrill my heart
when I think of you

you are everything
all one man could dream for
a kind heart a forgiving soul
just trying to get though life
the beauty that shines on me
from those shinning eyes
that hair that smile
I would be lucky if you were my wife

so everyday I make sure
to have a pocketful of change
to throw into that wishing well
whenever I pass by my love
and my dreams
they never have changed
even when you went away
I still dream of you every single day

Gomer LePoet...

Without You

I yearn for times gone by so much,
I yearn for your sweet loving touch,
I yearn to have my faith returned to me

I miss those little things  we did,
you laughed and played like a little kid,
when  will my lost smile return you see

my heart is empty, without you in my life,
my days  are so lonely, my nights  are oh so cold,
I pray somehow, someway, my dreams will return,
until then, I'll try to make it thru, without you

I dream of skies  so soft and blue,
but mostly I dream of you,
just trying to find my way thru it all

I rush back home from where I've been,
running  and thinking of you again,
hoping that I have not missed your call  

my heart is empty, without you in my life,
my days  are so lonely, my nights  are oh so cold,
I pray somehow, someway, my dreams will return,
until then, I'll try to make it thru, without you

Gomer LePoet...

Words

sometimes words that are not spoken
does not mean they are not felt
we all prefer those special words
that make our heart just melt

sometimes words said out of place
that can be taken wrong
because they are not the words
for which are hearts so long

sometimes words need to be spoken
they open up the door
yet other times be kept silent
sometimes less is more

sometimes we need to think
be strong before we render
words that can cut too deep
and wound a heart so tender

David Nelson aka Gomer LePoet &
         Perly Sunflower

Words I cannot say

I think she is gorgeous
but I do not have the right
to even think of her
in this sort of light

she is from another world
a world beyond my reach
even if I could talk to her
I'd fumble every word of speech

she would think me melon headed
not give a second glance
and of course there would not be
a chance for some romance

far from perfect I know I am
so behind the curtain I'll stay
it matters not how I feel
there are words I cannot say

Gomer LePoet...

Yankee Doodle

Yankee Doodle went to town, at least that's what they say,
I heard he never made it there, he was rolling in the hay,
with Mrs Sims fine young daughter, she had a real nice pair,
of Siamese *** Bellied Pigs, with long blond flowing hair

They sometimes referred to him, as the Doodle Meister,
he was known around this town, as the village heister,
he would steal candy bars, just stick them in his pocket,
and for young Sally Sims, he even stole a locket

The sheriff of this little berg, caught up with him one day,
made him drop his droopy drawers, put it on display,
milky ways and muskateers, tumbled to the ground,
and when he made him spread his cheeks, you won't believe what he found

A carton of cigs, a jar of olives, and some candied yams,
a pound of pasta, a TV guide, and 2 cans of deviled hams,
the sheriff put the cuffs on him, and threw him in the wagon,
somehow he managed to escape, like Puff the Magic Dragon

Gomer LePoet...

Ye Royal Flush

I had been honored by a perfect queen
to be chosen with intent as her lover
her majesty treated me like a king
my desires celebrated under sheet and cover

the dark green meadow filled by leaping lords
ladies in waiting for the ace of obligations
henceforth summoned by the jack of hearts
10 times on old Big Ben making his notations

her lady tired of internal stress and strain
I now was asked to go quietly with a hush
as all the cards had now been gathered up
I was subjected to Ye Royal Flush    

Gomer LePoet ....

You Could Have Called

so you're not coming back
your choice with a clear mind
it was that easy for you
and that seems so hard I find

no dear john letter notes
no sorry but I can't do this
not a see ya later dude
not even a final goodbye kiss  

the way you touched me
it was more than the real thing
this was no children's game to me
you made my heart and soul sing

so you moved on to another place
I will not bow do not applaud
no longer worthy of your love
you know you could have at least called  

Gomer LePoet ...

Your Sweet Love

you can run
you can hide
but I'm still gonna find you
cause I'm runnin
just as fast
yeah I'm runnin right behind you
got taste of your kisses
and I just can't get enough
no I can't get enough of your sweet love

I can dance
I can sing
cause you completely fill my heart
yes I knew
all along
I knew it from the start
one little taste of your kisses
now I just can't get enough
no I can't get enough of your sweet love

yes I'm thinking in my head
this should be a song made for Rod
I would try to sing it
but it would probably sound odd

oh you can run
you can hide
but I'm still gonna find you
cause I'm runnin
just as fast
yeah I'm runnin right behind you
got taste of your kisses
and I just can't get enough
no I can't get enough of your sweet love
no I can't get enough of your sweet love
I'll never have enough of your sweet love

Gomer LePoet...

Your words

from Yoville to nowhereland
now that you have left this is all that I have
and I will treasure these until the end
my tears will never stop
I miss you so my friend

words
two hearts
an affair of the heart
can you hear my cries
if this is goodbye
I wish
Just a country girl
remember when
I've lost you, but I haven't  
sweet dreams
I'll be there
Let's ride
Out of control
rearview mirror
never
You matter
keep on keeping on
You
a whisper to your heart
Squeaker
suffering in my silence
can't live with you & can't live without you
parched heart
puppet on your strings
feel me

Gomer LePoet ....