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David Nelson Oct 2013
Disingenuous

you're a
hip hop
***** mop
slap right in the face
a turn down
runaround
useless piece of space
a pretender like you really care
but I know you ain't going anywhere

so disingenuous

I'm a
cold fish
broken dish
ran away with a spoon
I look alive
with a high five
cow jumping over the moon
a pretender like I really care
but I know I ain't going anywhere

so disingenuous

we can dream
we can scheme
stay on the top of pretenders
we can cry
and wonder why
alone in a world of contenders

so disingenuous


Gomer LePoet ....
It's a hip-hop, I just can't stop
David Nelson Mar 2010
Disturbing Behavior

disturbing behavior, is what you'll see from me,
disturbing behavior, is what you'll get from me,
I have only one thing, on this troubled mind,
what next disturbing thing, can this freak show find

obnoxious revealing, of my inner faults and fears,
gentle concealing, of my blow gun darts and spears,
telling you one thing, when I'm meaning something else,
hoping I conceal the truth, releasing my magic spells

cause I am so caught up in me, its all about my wants,
hiding behind my fears, showing artificial fronts

revolting persuasions, is what I try to employ,
persistent evasions, from the truths my ploy,
never giving straight answers, to any questions asked,
have to keep my feelings, yes my fears stay masked    

disturbing behavior, is what I'm all about you see,
disturbing behavior, is what you'll always get from me,
there's just one thing, on this troubled mind,
calculating the next disturbing thing in this hollow mind

cause I am so caught up in me, its all about my wants,
hiding behind my fears, showing artificial fronts

David Nelson aka Gomer Lepoet

New song lyrics, get me to the recording booth quickly
David Nelson Jul 2010
Doctor, oh Doctor

doctor, oh doctor, I'm feeling quite sick
have pains everywhere, even in my finger
my tongue is swollen, I can't even lick
my girlfriend replaced me, with a backup singer

doctor, oh doctor, I'm feeling so sore
had all night ***, with this old drunken lady
she tossed me around, even down on the floor
don't remember her name, but I called her Katie

doctor, oh doctor, I'm missing a sock
he took down my pants, and looked at my knee
he noticed that I, was wearing a ****
rubbed his chin, and said now let me see

doctor, oh doctor, I have a bad case of gas
he looked in my ears, and looked up my nose
said not to worry, that this would soon pass
now I am getting, cramps in my toes

doctor, oh doctor, I have this urge to spit
my stomach is growling, think I need to eat
my head is throbbing, my shirt is quite wet
sweat pouring off me, even my feet

doctor, oh doctor, why these bruises and cuts
I'm starting to feel, a swelling in my wrist
yes my lady has again, shown me the door
don't know what I did, to get her so ******

doctor, oh doctor, I'm bouncing off walls
do you see anything, wrong with my heart
is it broken again, is that the problem
or do I just need, to cut a big ****

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson May 2013
Doctor Wu

slightly west of Hollywood
on the road to Singapore
looking for a cure for my baby
nothing less and nothing more

you can tell when Sadie lies
the proof is right there in her eyes
she said she was done with smack
but once again she is off track

stupid words to stupid songs
but we knew the thoughts  were true
no doubt where the heart belongs
if only not so sad and blue

can you help me Doctor Wu
can you find that garden path
can you tell me what to do
before I feel the pain of wrath

strung out here all night
yes I'm crazy yes I'm high
but still I'm just an ordinary guy
I just cannot find the light

can you hear me Doctor Wu
all the time that I've wasted
all the love that I've tasted
you know that I'm telling you true

just please set my Sadie free
help her to return home to me
I miss her kisses so
can you hear me doctor

Gomer LePoet...
inspired by another song from the Dan
David Nelson Jul 2013
Do Doodle Do

Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do .... hmmm

Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do ... hmmm

Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do
Do Doodle Do .... hmmm


hey mister, cute song but
why do you keep pausing?


I keep forgetting the words kid

Gomer LePoet ....
David Nelson Sep 2013
Do I

Do I love you much too much
can I live without your touch
is it right to feel
the way I feel about you

Do I mean as much to you
do you feel the same way too
so I ask myself over and over
Do I love you, love you, love you

Gomer LePoet....
German band Lake :)     - one of their many great songs
David Nelson May 2013
Do It Again

my baby broke my heart
then she kissed it and made it better
her kisses or so doggone sweet
they seal every letter

she sends to me notes of love
the kind that make me shiver
thinking of her tasty lips
she makes my body quiver

I sometimes make her very mad
it makes her bite her lips
but when I hold her very close
both hands around her hips

her eyes light up with a smile
and start my kisses at her chin
working my way up and down
she says please do it again

Gomer Lepoet...
kiss me you fool
David Nelson Jun 2013
Do Not Remove

under no circumstances
should this label be removed
I want this to remain
as a symbol
across my forehead
L
is for the love that I have tasted
and all the time that I have wasted
and I am the LOSER

Gomer LePoet ...
David Nelson Jul 2013
Don't call me Shirley
(tribute to Leslie Nielson 11/28/2010)

sometimes you made me laugh so hard I cried
and a tear did fall when I learned that you died
a doctor with a growing nose in that crazy Airplane
we have to get this person to a hospital in words so plain
what is it a passenger inquires so sincere
a building with patients you made it clear

and when Priscilla climbed that ladder in the study
without even sneaking an up skirt glance
nice ****** was your comment nearly killed me buddy
one could only imagine she wasn't wearing pants
thanks I just had it stuffed was her retort
had to hit the pause and then restart

and the blinded detective with the Naked Gun
back when OJ was still a media prince
you and George kept those bad guys on the run
hasn't been a comic duo that good since
you left us all behind way way too early
just one more time "Dont call me Shirley"  

Gomer LePoet...
(tribute to Leslie Nielson who passed 11/28/2010)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiO3jn1lGQs
David Nelson Aug 2011
Don't call me Shirley (tribute to Leslie Nielson 11/28/2010)

sometimes you made me laugh so hard I cried
and a tear did fall when I learned that you died
a doctor with a growing nose in that crazy Airplane
we have to get this person to a hospital in words so plain
what is it a passenger inquires so sincere
a building with patients you made it clear

and when Priscilla climbed that ladder in the study
without even sneaking an up skirt glance
nice ****** was your comment nearly killed me buddy
one could only imagine she wasn't wearing pants
thanks I just had it stuffed was her retort
had to hit the pause and then restart

and the blinded detective with the Naked Gun
back when OJ was still a media prince
you and George kept those bad guys on the run
hasn't been a comic duo that good since
you left us all behind way way too early
just one more time "Dont call me Shirley"  

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Dec 2013
Don't Call Us ( we'll call you )

running with my loaf of sugar
trying to reach the top of the world
the boards were singing fine flatted fifths
and the strings were burning the fuzz tones
the radio station said they had no time
maybe I should try again later
so in other words what you're saying is
don't call us, we'll call you

well I wouldn't put it that way exactly
let me hook you up with the green eyed lady
she will give you the direct approach
although at times she'll ask for tongue in cheek
when Hammond eggs sung the clickity clack
we wanted so desperately to return
but we would not let those thoughts proceed
so when they called back for our help
we simply, succinctly, sweetly  said
don't call us, we'll call you

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Jun 2013
Don't Let Go

Hear that whistle, it's ten o'clock
(Don't let go, don't let go)
Come on, baby, it's time to rock
(Don't let go, don't let go)

I'm so happy I got you here
(Don't let go, don't let go)
Keeps me grinning from ear to ear
(Don't let go, don't let go)

Ooh wee, this feeling's killing me
Aw shucks, well, I wouldn't
Stop for a million bucks
I love you so, just hold
Me tight and don't let go

Thunder, lightning, wind and rain
(Don't let go, don't let go)
Love is humming inside my brain
(Don't let go, don't let go)

I'm so eager, I'm nearly dying
(Don't let go, don't let go)
You been keeping your lips from mine
(Don't let go, don't let go)

Ooh wee, this feeling's killing me
Aw shucks, well, I wouldn't
Stop for a million bucks
I love you so, just hold
Me tight and don't let go

Hound dog barking upside the hill
(Don't let go, don't let go)
Love is dragging him through the mill
(Don't let go, don't let go) yeah

If it wasn't for having you
(Don't let go, don't let go)
I'd be barking and howling too
(Don't let go, don't let go) yeah

Ooh wee, this feeling's killing me
Aw shucks, well, I wouldn't
Stop for a million bucks
I love you so, just hold
Me tight and don't let go

One day, baby, you'll quit me yet
(Don't let go, don't let go)
I'll be crying and soaking wet
(Don't let go, don't let go) yeah

One thing, baby, I'll never stand
(Don't let go, don't let go)
Your lips kiss some other man
(Don't let go, don't let go)

Ooh wee, this feeling's killing me
Aw shucks, well, I wouldn't
Stop for a million bucks
I love you so, just hold
Me tight and don't let go

Just hold me tight (don't let go)
Just hold me tight (don't let go)
Hold me tight (don't let go)
Mmm hmm (don't let go)

Gomer LePoet ....
song recorded by Roy Hamilton
Songwriters: LANGE, ROBERT JOHN / ADAMS, BRYAN / PETERS, GRETCHEN / GREENWAY, GAVIN

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sH9ifF5BO5M
David Nelson Oct 2011
Don't Worry Nell

I sometimes get confused and I'm not real bright
but my heart is of gold and I'll do what is right
chasing down bandits and doers of evil
like Snidely Whiplash but not Evel Knievel
I ride thru the country on my gallant steed
searching for damsels who are in need
I don't know why but it seems somewhat bleak
some of these ladies get captured each week
like my girl who I love her name is Nell
sweethearts since grade school out in the dell
her daddy is my boss he's the chief inspector
and it is my duty my charge to protect her
but in every episode of our little cartoon
she gets captured by that honry baboon
Snidely Whiplash trying to cast his spell
I'll save you again don't worry Nell
  
Dudley Do-Right aka Gomer LePoet ....
David Nelson Apr 2013
Dowah Dowah Dowah Diddy

talking about the girl
from
New York City
her words linger
upon my mind
saying nothing at all
saying everything
that I should know
the stroke of her quill
is like the piercing of an arrow
slung from the bow
into the night
deep inside
just a girl
from
New York City
dowah dowah dowah diddy

Gomer LePoet....
and the tune lingers on......
David Nelson Apr 2010
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....
David Nelson Jun 2010
Down in the Dumps

down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
feeling like, my neck is lumpy,
maybe, I got the mumps

down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
feeling low, yeah feeling kinda grumpy,
baby, head is covered with bumps

why you wanna go and treat me this way,
you pretend that there's absolutely nothing wrong,
you haven't said a single word all day,
my hard drive is frozen that's why I sing this song

I'm down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
once again, I'm so confused,
honey, do I have a fever

down in the dumps,
down in the dumps,
I guess you don't give it any matter,
if my bits and bytes or scattered

you make me go and feel like a fool,
pretending that there's absolutely nothing wrong,
you won't even look my way,
my display says System 32,  that's why I sing this song

got a wrong length record,
got a block incomplete,
transmission aborted,
yes I'm down in the dumps

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Nov 2013
Dreamer

I dreamed I touched the sky of blue
I dreamed I was alone with you
the night so divine and love was blooming

though dreams so seldom come true
a woman so beautiful like you
to touch my heart would surely be dreaming

when I'm alone late at night
I close my eyes and take that flight
dreaming is the way I capture you

your kisses take me to a new height
of ecstasy and burning light
I would do anything to make this dream come true

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Apr 2013
Dreamer

I dreamt I touched the sky of blue
I dreamt I was alone with you
the night so divine and love was blooming

though dreams so seldom come true
a woman so beautiful like you
to touch my heart would surely be dreaming

when I'm alone late at night
I close my eyes and take that flight
dreaming is the way I capture you

your kisses take me to a new height
of ecstasy and burning light
I would do anything to make this dream come true

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Oct 2014
Dreaming

she appears in my dreams
mostly daydreams
I often slip into her room at night
carrying to her a bouquet of flowers
I stare down at her as she sleeps
I lay the flowers at the foot of her bed
kiss her on the forehead
then quickly slip away as she stirs
but tonight is different...

it is a warm evening
so she has kicked the blankets off
revealing her silken arms and legs
framed in her black silk babydoll outfit
her golden hair lying on her pillow
and her soft lips catch my attention tonite
more than usual
the thin silk clinging to her body
allows me to see her full *******
begging for my lips to touch them
this time, tonite, I cannot control myself...

I slowly lean over
and kiss her warm soft belly
I sit on the edge of her bed
rubbing her soft legs
she awakens and though a bit startled
she smiles that beautiful smile
and her eyes say to me
“take me tonight, take all of me”

her musky smell fills my senses
my mind
my heart
and I cannot stop
for this is the dream
I have always hoped for

I hear her whisper
“I love you babe”
but as I move up to kiss her full lips
my dream is locked in that kiss
“I will return my heart whispers to her”
“tomorrow my beautiful princess”  

David Nelson
A sensual thought - beware
David Nelson Oct 2013
Duja Ve

am I an anti-schizophrenic
or just a hypnagogic ****  
because all this never happened once before
you might say I am pathetic
trying to make your sweet ears perk
this is the first time I've seen you walk out that door

well according to the academy
it could be to much caffeine
the reasons are just way too many to recall
no contrasting dichotomy
slick head like Mr Clean
I have to go badly and there is no open stall

could it be I just forgot the words
my memory has been so keen
thirty lashes with a noodle seem to be in order
different than many other birds
the songs the nightingales sing
have never been captured by my recorder

it seems these things never do repeat
at least I cannot find the reason
is it possible I may have gotten too much sleep
sadly I do not have happy dancing feet
my secrets no cause for treason
maybe I should count goats instead of sheep

Gomer LePoet ....
have you ever had the feeling this has never happened before?
David Nelson Jun 2013
Dumping Jack Flash

Dumping Jack Flash
it's a gas gas gas
one minute a prince
the next nothing but an ***

it feels so good
to have the feeling of a thump
upside his head
as he's tossed into the dump

pick himself up
and brush off the dirt
get right back in line
don't even button up his shirt

you see he's been here before
in case you didn't know
like Pillsbury
all rolled up in dough

thrown in the oven
stuck with a fork
you know when he's ready
when he begins to bark

his eyes swollen red
headed for a crash
like old Major Frank
in an episode of Mash

was eating tasty morsels
now gone in a flash
understands the reasons
but he's run out of stash

can't cop a buzz
completely out of cash
find the whiskey bottle
make his own bash

he thought he was someone
but apparently just trash
so easily tossed
dumping Jack Flash

it's a gas gas gas

Gomer LePoet ...
a twist on the old Stones tune Jumping Jack Flash
David Nelson Apr 2010
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
David Nelson Jun 2013
Easy

It is so easy
easy to pretend I do not miss you
easy to remove you from my mind
easy to turn my head when a tear falls
easy to make up a lie
when someone wonders why
where you have gone

it is so easy
easy to tell stories of days gone past
easy to say not everything is destined to last
easy to fake a cough when I choke up inside my head
easy to say I will not cry
as the days and nights go by
where have you gone
it's not that easy

Gomer LePoet ...
David Nelson Aug 2013
Easy Does It

mid morning walk about
the sun is shinning bright
maybe I'll stop by the coffee shop
grab a coffee and a bite
reach in my pocket
to find a whole in my pants
heard some jazzy blues playing
and I started to dance
blue-suede shoes stroll
real nice and slow
ain't no use gettin' up tight
feel the rhythm flow

I say easy does it
there just ain't no other way
easy does it
close my eyes feel the body sway
dream I'm with my woman
holding her real tight
yeah easy does it
if ya wanna do it right

got a nice holiday coming
going to cook me up some ribs
share some beer with buddys
sit around and tell some fibs
talk about the good days
when we were all young studs
we were bigger and stronger then
the fibs get bigger when you're drinking suds
playing ball and horseshoes
a little pick-up game of touch
used to run really fast
but nowdays not so much

I mean easy does it
that is the only way
easy does it
close my eyes feel the body sway
dream I'm with my lover
holding her real tight
yeah easy does it
if ya wanna do it right

Gomer LePoet...
Ain't no use in gettin' up tight - just let it groove it's own way
David Nelson May 2013
Ebriection

just one more shot to give me the courage
just one more bottle for the open road
now what was I saying before you interrupted
need money from the bank can't remember the code

people are chasing me all over the city
they think I know secrets of importance it seems
maybe I'm a spy and don't really know it
they brainwashed me and left me alone in my dreams

I could have been a champion of many endeavors
hey barkeep pour me just one more glass
I know I'm being watched from different angles
all of you ******* can just kiss my ***

my pockets are empty my suit coat ripped
where is my wallet and my ******* keys
hey who stole my drink while I wasn't looking
what are you saying what ******* disease

my mother was a dancer my pop a cop
they left me alone to fend for myself
I doubt if they every really truly loved me
hey give me a drink from that bottle on the shelf

got to get to Boston to close that deal
5 million bucks give or take a dime
I think those ***** or talking about me
please a shot of tequila and a slice of lime

some say I'm crazy some a drunken ***
they're all just jealous of my fortune and wealth
I'm performing tonight at the President's request
need a good disguise so I can arrive in stealth

people will seek my autograph want to touch my hand
now where in the hell is my drink bartender
you know the Taliban were frightened by my skills
they had no choice except to surrender


Gomer LePoet ....
hope the words of nastiness do not offend. I think I was buzzed when I wrote this last year. :)
David Nelson Mar 2020
Eighty-Five

eighty-five was the number
they told us that was all we could do
when you run out you are in trouble
you cannot say we did not warn you

do not reload the chamber
keep it clean you don't want a jam
we shook our heads in wonder
why are we here my brothers

They do not want to stop
they never want it to end
they lie to the children
they claim to be a friend

the rain never ends it seems
the mud covers our boots
who is the enemy I do not know
the auditorium is not an option

They do not want to stop
they never want it to end
they lie to the children
they claim to be a friend

will anyone remember
can anyone ever forget
the souls will forever burn
so dam tired of being wet

Gomer LePoet....
This a piece about the winding down of the war in Viet Nam
David Nelson Nov 2011
Elegy in the courtyard of lost souls

oh ye whose souls grow leary
on this day so grey and dreary
searching for your mate of life
fruitless and futile so weary

raise you eyes up above
searching the heavens for love
your dreams and hopes have flown
on the wings of a snow white dove

down on one knee you pray
hoping to make one more day
this elegy for souls who are lost
so yearning to fill your alms tray

Gomer LePoet ....
David Nelson Aug 2011
E m p t i n e s s

Each Day
Mind
Pretends
Talisman
Ignored
Needlessly
Embraces
Soul
Sabot­age

  
Gomer LePoet ....
David Nelson Jul 2013
Eratic Plastic Dysphemistic Euphemisms

the rain in Spain
falls mainly on the plain
while the dome in Rome
is a place to call home
and the gazoot in Beirut
is in cahoot
with the Neo in Reo
and his brother Theo
and Levi in Shanghai
munches blueberry pie
the roast on the coast
has been burnt like the toast
and my frog on the log
barks like a dog
its a pity how gritty
it is in ** Chi Minh City
never challange Mr Wong to play ping pong
in Hong Kong
or smoke a bowl with a mole
in old town Seoul
or the gendarme will storm
the crowd in Pittsburgh

Gomer LePoet...
I"M BORED lol
David Nelson Aug 2011
Even a dog can shake hands

as Warren elaborated so succinctly
not everyone is who they portend to be
just gain some wealth or notoriety
and you will very quickly see

now wealth isn't necessarily money
it could be simply your thought
stories for convincing so funny
thinking your mind can be bought

long lost mates from days gone past
who claim to be your friend
now a shadow you somewhat cast
caring souls appear and pretend

and whoa is me when it is time for your vote
good ole boy politicians doing handstands
now they have concern for everyone and their goat
remember even a dog can shake hands
David Nelson Mar 2020
Even Angels Cry

Storm clouds are gathering most surely it will rain
someone's heart has broken even angels feel pain
odds are stacked against us to make it all the way thru
without being subjected to suffering how about you

has your heart been broken did you draw the short stick
when sure things came undone fooled by a magicians trick
you never understood how things came so unraveled
now you sit all alone your mind completely frazzled
Even angels cry

I guess there are no safe bets no guarantees in life
you throw the dice you gamble cut by loves sharp knife
but would it be more wise to never have loved at all
to eliminate the chances of ever heading for a fall

I don't think you can appreciate the wonder of a kiss
if you run and hide in your own internal abyss
it's alright to make mistakes and even wonder why
but don't forget you're not alone cause even angels cry  
Even angels cry

Gomer LePoet....
To listen to the musical version of this piece - got to
https://soundcloud.com/gomer-lepoet/jam-101895-even-angels-cry
David Nelson Sep 2013
Every Picture Tells a Story

concerned mother scolding her child
the roaring of the crowd gone wild
the melting sun setting into the sea
an old drunk in the bushes taking a ***

a weeping soldier sitting on his helmet
standing in line waiting for a permit
pitching a tent in a national park
searching for your dog in the dark

migrant workers tending a garden
prisoner of the state pleading for a pardon
solar flares lighting up the sky
licking your lips for that apple pie

city workers digging up the street
marathon runner with blisters on her feet
working the formula in an algebra class
sipping wine from a long stemmed glass

walking the streets looking for a job
toothless old man eating corn on the cob
loosing your home to a banker of greed
growing your future from a single seed

climbing a mountain  all the way to the top
keeping the faith until you're about to drop
going out in a blaze of glory
you can find a picture in every story

Morpheus aka Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Sep 2011
Every Story Tells a Picture

concerned mother scolding her child
the roaring of the crowd gone wild
the melting sun setting into the sea
an old drunk in the bushes taking a ***

a weeping soldier sitting on his helmet
standing in line waiting for a permit
pitching a tent in a national park
searching for your dog in the dark

migrant workers tending a garden
prisoner of the state pleading for a pardon
solar flares lighting up the sky
licking your lips for that apple pie

city workers digging up the street
marathon runner with blisters on her feet
working the formula in an algebra class
sipping wine from a long stemmed glass

walking the streets looking for a job
toothless old man eating corn on the cob
loosing your home to a banker of greed
growing your future from a single seed

climbing a mountain  all the way to the top
keeping the faith until you're about to drop
going out in a blaze of glory
you can find a picture in every story

Morpheus aka Gomer LePoet
David Nelson Sep 2011
Every time She Goes Away

you know I could make up a story
I could spread the icing really thick
make it sound like I have a real clue
about where my head is it's so thick

my analyst has left me on my own
to deal with this world of loony toons
so I can pretend to anything I wish
go out drinking all nite with some other baboons

write a letter to the King of the world
let him know my displeasure with my life
this isn't new territory for me you know
she had no business leaving me like a wife

I could always speak to her the absolute
she would never judge me or show me a frown
what did she expect walking away like that
knowing that I am nothing but a circus clown

It has happened before with similar results
just what is it she wants me to say    
I rant and rave and shake the rafters
I get so lonely, every time she goes away

Gomer LePoet
David Nelson Jul 2010
Face Book

wandering through my book of life,
looking back through the ages
all the faces I have known,
are pressed here on these tattered pages

my schoolyard friends just goofy kids,
we all grew up on farms
where cute little country girls,
learned how to use their charms

my folks got tired of country ways
decided to make a move,
big city suburbs teenage cats
they danced and worked their groove

all new faces a crazy hectic pace
took a while to find my place,
athletic ventures, new bonding friends
faces in a line that never ends

some faces were fat and chunky
some even looked like a monkey,
in my book of days gone past
memories that will always last

some buddies who were lost to war
girlfriends sitting on the hood of my car,
mom and pop both getting old
building snowmen in the cold

book of faces old and new
brothers and sisters and party drunks,
hell there might even be one of you
old GI buddies sitting on their bunks  

look, here's one of my old band
long haired hippies happy and ******,
times back then were oh so grand
on old guitars borrowed and loaned    

cousins, children, and friends long gone
this face book is never ending,
adding new ones almost every day
once in my book, in my heart they'll stay

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson May 2013
Facinorous Felicity

Felicity was evil she was bad to the bone
she spoke with an acid tongue an irreverent tone
she hated everyone and everything she could
her vulgarity and vengeance hidden behind her hood

she hated men with passion but women even more
every man a ******* and every woman a ***** *****
no one ever knew what made her such a beast
she would go for your jugular and make a mighty feast

nothing was beneath her her arrogance and guile  
setting gypsy curses on you if you dare to smile
hit you with her buggy whip or set your clothes on fire
her lip would curl nastily as she approached a funeral pyre

her only known fear was water as the story goes
like the evil witch from OZ with her bent crooked nose
even constables were frightened of this evil witch
they all referred to her as the mean and ugly *****

the rumor has it that she was stabbed with a stake
they watched her body slither away just like a snake
but every now and then over my shoulder I look back
feeling queasy inside seeing visions of her torture rack  

Gomer LePoet ....
this girl is just plain onery! :)
David Nelson Mar 2010
FAMOUS LINES
          
          Things have been really slow, with north winds bringing chill,
          trying to find things to say, and I am looking still,
          words of wisdom, words of rhyme, words to make us laugh,
          I think what I really need, is more writers on my staff,
          words that make famous lines, when put end to end,
          I am struggling mightily here, to find those lines my friend,
          who can forget when tough Clint said, “go ahead, make my day”,
          I can feel my knees quivering now, while I kneel down to pray,
          and Humphrey got to us all, when he offered this famous bid,
          who could ever forget those words, “heres looking at you kid”,
          from governor to mighty robot, Arnold's the best maybe,
          remembering the chills when he said, “          Hasta la vista, baby”,
          and from the goofy world of comedy, there are way to many to list,
          when Python's Black Knight offered this line, King Arthur was ******,
          its only a flesh wound my good king, I can **** you with this stump,
          life is like a box of chocolates, according to Forrest Gump,
          now the words are starting to flow, I think I've found a groove,
          just one more cup of coffee in me, and I'll be able to prove,
          famous lines are said every day, it's just a matter of time,
          waiting for someone to discover them, I wish one of them was mine

          Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Apr 2010
Fear

my fear is to be left alone, no one to wonder why,
no one to hear my voice, or wonder why I cry,
no one to care, if I will be there, or if I even show,
just left in this sometimes cruel world, will anyone really know,
we come to life a whining mess, held in our mothers arms,
time goes by, friends disappear, our old face no longer charms,
when finally the time has come, for us to leave this place,
will anybody really care, or left to our own disgrace,
my eyes now fill with tears, feeling old and tired,
would anyone remember me, if I just expired,
will I return again someday, in a whole new different light,
once again a whining mess, where day replaces night,
and will I again feel weak and frail, all alone once more,
waiting for the knock of fear, on my trouble minds door

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Jun 2013
Fearless Fosdick

mind of steel
chin of iron
you better run like hell
if you hear his siren

he will track you down
close your route
there's nowhere to escape
law is what he's all about

commit a crime
he is on your tail
and you'll do the time
hear the sirens wail

he is the chief
he's in charge
you won't get away
no man at large

the peoples guard
the city's bulldog
hear the click of the cuffs
you are in his log

the hero of women
protector of child
he's tough as nails
though his manner is mild

just as long you
are not on the list
of suspicious characters
and don't get him ******

so keep it cool
mind your q's and p's
Fearless Fosdick
will keep you pleased

Gomer LePoet ...
an old newspaper comic strip police chief
David Nelson Sep 2011
Feeling Like a Man, Thinking like a Child

heart is searching for the answers
when it should be the brain doing the work
feelings of a grown wanting man
but a child's mind reaching thru the murk

rainbow's colors blinding the naked eye
living in a dreamscape of the future
throat goes desert dry as I begin to cry
in this grown up game of tug-of-war

like curious George wanting to know
swinging on this vine of aching love
questions should I stay should I go
looking up but nothing from above

never wanting to cause a bit of pain
looking for a sunbeam through the rain
I must be crazy have I gone insane
rose sunglasses and a pearl white cane

this piece of work cannot explain
the consequences that come to mind
if I do this wrong can I do this right
feeling like a man thinking like a child

Gomer LePoet....
David Nelson Jul 2013
Feeling Like a Man, Thinking like a Child

heart is searching for the answers
when it should be the brain doing the work
feelings of a grown wanting man
but a child's mind reaching thru the murk

rainbow's colors blinding the naked eye
living in a dreamscape of the future
throat goes desert dry as I begin to cry
in this grown up game of tug-of-war

like curious George wanting to know
swinging on this vine of aching love
questions should I stay should I go
looking up but nothing fom above

never wanting to cause a bit of pain
looking for a sunbeam through the rain
I must be crazy have I gone insane
rose sunglasses and a pearl white cane

this piece of work cannot explain
the consequences that come to mind
if I do this wrong can I do this right
feeling like a man thinking like a child    

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson Sep 2013
Feel Me

Feel my hand on your cheek
as our lips touch
 
Feel my warm body
lying next to yours
 
Feel me when Im near
then no longer there
 
Feel me as I look deep into your eyes
as our bodies intertwine
 
Feel me as you gaze into my eyes
as our love lingers within
 
Feel the love
as our hearts beat as one
 
Just close your eyes
and
Feel me, feel you.

Perly Sunflower 2011
Trying to keep her alive - alive like she is in my heart
David Nelson Aug 2011
Filling the Void

my hours are now spent trying to fill the void
the huge vacuum of space left behind
going through the motions like an android
stumbling with my thoughts feeling so blind

the passion and the flames are memories now
that is all that they could ever be
need to find me a new direction somehow
but I still think of her I still think of me

I look all around and see beauty abound
reflections of the beauty I once knew
her voice such a perfect sound
filling the void left by you

David Nelson ....
David Nelson Apr 2013
Fine Things

I am sitting here with a nice glass of wine
conjuring thoughts of things that are fine
like the laugh or giggle of a small baby child
or a purr of a kitten that's been saved from the wild
the stars in the sky when you look up to gaze
on a cool fall evening there are so many ways
you close your eyes and think up new dreams
of this wonderful world it's more than it seems
for whatever you can imagine it probably is real
the sense of seeing, of hearing, and feel    
drink it all in like this nice glass of wine
conjuring thoughts of things that are fine

Gomer LePoet
Simplicity is an incredible thing ! :)
David Nelson Mar 2010
Fine Things

          I am sitting here with a nice glass of wine
          conjuring thoughts of things that are fine
          like the laugh or giggle of a small baby child
          or a purr of a kitten that's been saved from the wild
          the stars in the sky when you look up to gaze
          on a cool fall evening there are so many ways
          you close your eyes and think up new dreams
          of this wonderful world it's more than it seems
          for whatever you can imagine it probably is real
          the sense of seeing, of hearing, and feel    
          drink it all in like this nice glass of wine
          conjuring thoughts of things that are fine

          Gomer LePoet...
- From Rhymes or Reasons Vol I
David Nelson Jun 2013
Fine Whatever

so once again the feelings that are mine
do not matter back to the end of the line
upsy daisy under over sideways down
wearing the mask of tears of a clown

another shot of *** might that help
maybe it will silence my crying yelp
yeah I'll catch hell for making an issue
scuse me please I need another tissue

yes I asked and what did I expect
words to my ears not politically correct
it's no one's fault it's just the facts
feeling tightness in my intestinal tracts

I'm a fuzzledbum with no right to expect
I know it's not fair but I seem to collect
heartaches by the number on top of my world
forget-me-nots as forget me's are unfurled

wish it was that easy to drain the brain
but that only leaves a huge blood stain
I'd restructure my world but I'm not that clever
shruggin my shoulders saying fine whatever

Gomer LePoet ....
David Nelson Sep 2011
Fire and Ice

the temperature is rising I feel I'm fading fast
just not really sure how much longer I can last
the heat is so intense sweat pouring from my brow
but I'll keep on running can't pass this baton now

dam my hands are freezing how did it get so cold
seems like only moments past guess I'm getting old
chills run down my body make me shiver and shake
I just don't understand this guess I made a big mistake

my mouth is completely parched I am desert dry
things change so rapidly with a blink of the eye
first I'm hot and them I'm cold what am I to do
is this a change of life that I am going through

where are my gym shorts get me a sweater now
so dam hot I'm freezing I'm about to have a cow
I'll never understand this what is the final price
I go from hell and back again between this fire and ice  
  
Gomer LePoet....
David Nelson Apr 2010
First Kiss (Act II - Miami Vice) A Rock Opera

Rachel's plane set down at 2:45 at the Miami Dade Airport.
She was anxious to get off of the plane after a 6 hour flight,
and of course the concourse was jammed full of smiling faces,
weeping faces, noisy children, old people, fat people, tall people,
Cubans, Europeans, Asians, hustling and bustling about.
Rachel and Daniel had of course exchanged photos so they both
knew exactly who they were looking for. Rachel of course was a
bit overdressed having left the UK in 40 degree rainy weather,
only to arrive in balmy Miami where is was 82. After finally
being able to stand and gather up her carry on bags, she
anxiously started down the aisle to exit the aircraft, up the
exit ramp and out into the gate receiving area. After a few
panicky moments, she finally spotted Daniel, and when their
eyes finally met, she felt a new bounce in her step and an
excitement building in her body, as both their faces were covered
with huge smiles. They finally reached each other and embraced,
a long, long embrace. They finally stepped apart from each other
and just stared at each other in disbelief. “is this really happening”,
Daniel asked Rachel. “yes, finally” Rachel said half laughing, and then
they kissed. For the first time their lips met and they both meleted
into each others arms, forgetting for the moment that they were in
a public arena, though most of the people were busy with their own
lives and paid little attention to them except for a few smiling glances.
That first kiss was all and more of what each had expected. The fire
of love was burning inside each of them at that moment, just waiting
for an excuse to burst into flames.
  
They scurried down the wide concourse aisle and headed toward
the escalator down to the baggage pick up area. Walking hand in hand,
looking at each other with still those big grins on their faces. They
finally were able to secure Rachel's luggage and headed out the door
to the parking garage where Daniel's car was parked on the 3rd level.

As they started to cross the busy 4 lane road to get to the garage,
Daniel suddenly looked up and saw a vehicle traveling at a much too
high rate of speed for this congested area. He grabbed Rachel's arm
and pulled her back as the car went speeding by. A couple of shots rang
out from the passing vehicle and barely missed them bouncing off the wall
behind them. They both looked at each other totally startled.

The night was ringing, with violent sounds,
the echoes of turbulent dreams were flying,
being chased by villians, like foxes and hounds,
through the streets, hear the voices crying

seems he had been, a witness of crime,
he was offering his service to the city,
the cartel found out, he was taking the time,
his interventions would allow for no pity

duck your heads, run for the cover,
these beasts of violence, will sure take your life
hide with the Feds, save your lover,
be wary of traitors, they cut like a knife
      
the wailing of sirens, tear through the night,
warnings of immanent danger for you,
seek out the dark, stay out of the light,
you and your lover with your love so true

duck your heads, run for the cover,
these beasts of violence, will sure take your life
hide with the Feds, save your lover,
be wary of traitors, they cut like a knife

Still thinking of that First Kiss ….

Gomer LePoet
David Nelson Apr 2010
First Kiss (Manchester to Miami)

Rachel was a 19 year old student who attended the
Royal Northern College of Music, located in Manchester UK.
Manchester was considered the arts, media, higher education
and commerce mecca of north central England. Bordered by the  
Cheshire plain to the south, and the Pennines mountain range
to the north and east. The famous River Mersey ran along the
southern side of Manchester. Rachel was packing for winter
holiday with some of her classmates, to the warm beaches of
Miami Florida, for a week long stay in the sun, far from the
often dreary weather that settled over the UK this time of year.  
Not only was Rachel looking forward to the warm weather and
sunny skies but she was looking forward to meeting up with Daniel.

Daniel was a 40 something musician, beach bartender, handyman,
who lived just outside of Miami. They had met on a poetry website
seven months prior, and had established a warm friendship.
They communicated almost daily threw emails, chat sites
and through poetry exchanges. Their friendship had become
more romantic in the last month or so, talking that silly love talk
that new lovers used, and Rachel finished off every meeting with the
initials AKTY at the end. AKTY stood for angel kisses to you,
as Daniel liked to refer to her as his angel. they both were very
excited about the chance to see each other, face to face.

Rachel knew that the majority of Daniels poetry was slanted
toward the romance side, and she knew from their conversations
that he seemed to be educated, gentle and romantic. She was,
they were, both looking forward to spending an evening together,
holding hands,caressing each other, looking into each others eyes,
and..... that first kiss. Kiss kiss kiss kiss

hard rock guitars, lights and smoke

Kiss, that first kiss, this is what, loves all about    
kiss, your sweet kiss, makes me go crazy, scream and shout
your kiss, that angel kiss, can't live with out it, you drive me mad
one kiss, just one kiss, from your sweet lips, blows my mind real bad

don't know how I got by before you
never want to try it no never again
my darlin angel I adore you,

since I met you you know i've been

crazy, I've gone crazy, just can't get enuff, of you sweet baby
dreaming, got me dreaming, every night baby, I don't mean maybe
every kiss, like your first kiss, sets me ablaze, you know it takes me higher
another kiss, I want another kiss, turn the flames up like a funeral pyre  

don't wanna try to get along without you
never want to try it no never again
my darlin angel I adore you,
since I met you been waiting for that first kiss

Gomer LePoet
David Nelson Apr 2010
First Kiss – The Song

Kiss, that first kiss, this is what, loves all about    
kiss, your sweet kiss, makes me go crazy, scream and shout
your kiss, that angel kiss, can't live with out it, you drive me mad
one kiss, just one kiss, from you sweet lips, blows my mind real bad

don't know how I got by before you
never want to try it no never again
my darlin angel I adore you,
since I met you you know i've been

crazy, I've gone crazy, just can't get enuff, of you sweet baby
dreaming, got me dreaming, every night baby, I don't mean maybe
every kiss, like your first kiss, sets me ablaze, you know it takes me higher
another kiss, I want another kiss, turn the flames up like a funeral pyre  

don't wanna try to get along without you
never want to try it no never again
my darlin angel I adore you,
since I met you been waiting for that first kiss

Gomer LePoet
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