"beem" poems
I’m driving laps around
Urique’s unpaved streets
with Arnulfo, the world’s fastest
ultra-runner up front
Chugging tesguino disregarding
Young son, Mateas in the back
Handing us the 2 liter Coca-
Cola bottles, full of the mashy
corn brew.
The cholos are drinking
Tecate, mumbling under the palms
stalking the river, watching us
break down at ever lap.
Arnuflo heaves the truck
from behind, alone,
screaming and pushing.
I snap it into second gear
Mateas trembling,
and off we go. Arnulfo hopping in
smoking more cigarettes
passing the tesguino around shouting
Rapido! Poco a poco! Andale!
Rancherra bumps full blast, the
Eternal bumping,
beem, boom, up and down
Beem, boom, beem, boom
Tubas and brass echoing through all the adobe walls
meandering all the way
down the arroyo
to God know’s where.
The cholos challenge Arnulfo
to a race in their harsh stares
under flashy hats and shiny mustaches,
Ed Hardy models with sharp pointed
snake-skinned boots
Ayyeee, Arnulfo says, He won’t race
gainst Oscarine who they say
is the fastest young Chabochi
better than the elders
who used to chase down deer,
gently twisting their necks
after tracking them to
an ending exhaustion.
Arnulfo tells them I can win
as Oscarine snorts more from the bag
they pass around from his pocket
Off we go twenty yards
Around the farthest tree
And I win because of
Arnulfo's ancient
assurance
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 3:40 PM UTC
Harley Davidson motorcycle song
By David John Clare
My elektra glide had to find her
Shes got the key to turn it on
Street wheels are spinning
Now were are wining...
When she sez go let's get it on...
Harley love will get you racing the street bike you'll be a chasing
So ride the wind with Harley Davidson
the machine for you...
Now my baby said to me boy now don't be slow let's get over to the Sunday cycle show
our fat boy was still looking the best
Want my advice? Here's what I suggest.
Chorus
Well we don't talk much so to hell with a car
Romping in the country under Texas stars
She rolled out the blanket on the grassy dew
We started drinking Jim beem right out of her shoe...
Chorus
Harley Davidson motorcycle
Milwaukee Wisconsin
David John Clare
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 7:27 AM UTC
The day you said you love me
Made my heart skip a beat
Then you handed me those amazing roses the color stood so bold made
me feel like you are my prince charming
that I beem waiting for
and just to say honey ypu were worth
the wait
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 11:07 PM UTC
I watch you watch me gliding by
Your joy worn on your sleeve
You hold me close, meld into me
My frayed veins you deftly weave.
A creeping line across an egg
Your face cracks into a smile
As silver syrup of moonlight seeps
Beem from your eyes, beguile.
I watch you pour love into me
Drops wetting parched dry heart
Words of satin, silken smooth
Bathe my restless wounds in art.
I believe that you ache when I ache
Edge of your world starts crumpling in
But tall you stand, hands on my ears
Muting out my shrieking din.
I believe you when you say you'll stay
Through my journey fraught with blades
Strong grip steadies my perilous walk
Gnashing jaws 'neath tightrope fades.
You shield yourself with arms aflexed
Marked with scars of self defense
Yet you kiss my Jekyll and my Hyde
You bore through my vile pretence.
I know not how our tale will end
The greys fragment into more shades
Know that your marrow fills my bones
You're the reason my life still parades.
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 6:10 PM UTC
Regurgitated images of you
Smiling at her,
(the way you smile at me)
Staring at her;
(the way you used to stare at me)
My stomach is queasy; my soul aches.
The heated fingertips of envy and
Anguish gently brush the hair
From my eyes, leaving the sensation
That I'm on fire. I am on fire; my
Golden heart, now molten metal, heats
Every inch of this vessel; I am turning to ash.
Second guessing is something you've always
Beem good at, and you swore to
Never use it in me. But sitting across the room
From you, watching you watch her made
It clear. I was never any good at
Getting first place; second best is home to me.
Poisoning rage is swimming in my
Veins; desolation echoes throughout the
Cracks in my lungs and chest. Melancholy
Seeps into my soul like the first rain of
Spring. This barren landscape is engulfed by
The malignity. What am I supposed to do?
Every time you touch me, I wonder
If you wish you were touching her.
When you press your lips to my neck, I
Wonder if you're trying to imagine her scent.
When you're mumbling sweetly in your Dreams, I question if you're dreaming of her.
Hearts are supposed to be strong, and
My soul is supposed to stand on its own,
But Jesus Christ, I'm crumbling.
How can I get these foul images out of
My over active brain? How can I accept
That I'm only going to finish in second place?
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC
i dont know what to think
its beem 3 in a row
strike im out of the game
being with him is so lame
but i dont know maybe im going crazy
part of me is that i think your amazing
other part of me is that i think your fading
maybe if i close my eyes it'll go away
it wont g0 by day through
i know the problem will go if i just forget him and think hes gone forever
we both know that i cant do that, NEVER
So for now we are remaining as friends
As long as were together i know itll be fine as long as it lasts forever..♥
Jun 17, 2010
Jun 17, 2010 at 6:39 PM UTC
Take me back to the times where "people were smarter than machines..."
They were not "swayed or controled by them..."
as we then "failed" to see as to why "being controled by them"
was just as "crazy as to question as to" "why the notions" as to" "why humans are unable to fly?"
Invention brought us the "wheel", the "telephone," then to the
first "Moonwalk" and "first man On the Moon...."
where he still had not used the future to blind his "out of touch"
"seeing eye?"
Into the future where inventions "killed" rather then they "Saved the world?"
Until World War iii Has beem left a "trial ajurned"
we shall be the "Public just sitting on our hands waiting to be burned..."
By a government who does not "see eye to eye?"
As the "blind stay such" and still ask questions "As to why"
things are remaining "The same?"
well at this
"quiet time of blundering,"
who "raises their voices to challenge" society's "wondering"
a whole "desperate" and "uneeded Mile..."
as to the "future" that this "One Eye'd Moon Man yet sees"
for us "in still motion"
He beams down warnings in the burnt in Values in "History's Blind Accidents"
Nobody noticed that "Lady Liberty's Back was Bent"
from being "broken" like "the invented misguided "arrows of some wars"
we fail to "stand up and defend" as to why we need "Better mending of our broken paths and future pavements" on "Congress Floors..."
Instead we overtrust those in leadership who "Tend to need to love life through closed view's doors."
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 10:09 PM UTC
She walked away
I mean who can blame her
It's not like I gave her any reason to stay here.
We both knew that the night was bound to end.
Really what's the use of trying to pretend
Wait, but I'm not pretending.
Guess you get so used to the same ending.
With the same girl and the same late night,
The same morning gone at first light.
But not now, not this, not the same.
So used to playin that i couldn't tell when I lost the game.
And now it's like I've got some pieces missin'
Must have been that last kiss she gave me.
And now I can't get that dress outta my head,
Same one she was wearing last night when we met.
The one she left in without a word being said,
But a smile and a quick nod instead.
Usually that would be finality
Last scene, show ends, wake up, go back to sleep a different dream.
But I miss the feel of her clothes
Her sweet fragrance lingering in my nose
My feet are cold not entangled in her toes
Guess that's why they say without the thorns there ain't a rose.
Maybe she's not gone too far,
And if I run outside she'll be standing by her car.
And I'll tell her to wait and a few more moments, another day.
Never ever let this chance pass away.
Maybe I'll go back to the bar.
And she'll be sitting there, just the same.
Like some work of art.
The type that's almost better if you stay where you are,
And not try to think the scene needs another part.
But I'd walk up,
And maybe she'd see me as I came.
Maybe she'd have asked the bartender if he knew my name.
How often it was that I ever came.
She'd be looking at the door hoping that it'd be the same.
Maybe I'll go another two years,
Wishing more than anything that I could just see her.
And just when she almost skipped out of my mind,
There'd she be, on the street, passing the time.
Or waiting in some concert line.
Maybe she'd be at a party for a friend of mine.
She would know like me that this was a sign
And that these things don't just happen without some plan in mind.
It's not too often that two hearts beat in time,
That two lights have the same beem to shine.
But she left.
God **** who can blame her.
Now I don't even have a last name to find her
All I've got is a memory remainder
Didn't leave anything to remind me of her.
For the most part it's just the same world.
Except the part of me that fell for a strange girl.
I'll walk outside, go back to the bar.
Walk street to street to street no matter how far.
Can't believe I let her cause such a stir,
Thought my armor was far too thick to get hurt.
But she stuck like glue to my mind,
Now I can't imagine this life unless I find,
Her.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 5:21 PM UTC
F-22 FULLY EQUIP'T STEALTH RAPTOR
F-35 FULLY EQUIP STEALTH HOVER LIGHTNING
B-2 STEALTH SPY BOMBER
B-21 NUCLEAR STEALTH SPY BOMBER
F-52 HYPERSONIC ALL OUT WARFAREQUIP'T SUPER JET
TANKS THE SIZE OF HOUSES NEVER SEEN
CARRIERS 3K DEEP
DESTROYERS DESTROY YOU
BLITZER RAIL GUNS
LAZER SHIPS
UNSEEN BUILD SUBMATRIC MOBILIZERS
DISK LAUNCHERS AN CATCHERS
UNDERGROUND FORTRESSES
ILLUMINATIC BABYLON
MIGHTY MISSISSIPPI
10 THOUSAND TITANS AN A PACK OF FUZES
10 THOUSAND TRIPLE HYPERSONIC BEEM'Z
BLOOD VESSEL EXPLODING FREQUENCIES
SWITCH THE POLES PUSH A BUTTON
FLYING ASPERATOUS
TELEPORTATION
OTHER DEMINSIONS PHILADELPHIA PROJECT
MORE THEN ONE PHILOSOPHICAL LIFE SOURCE
INVISIBILITY CLOAKS
2 DAYS ALIVE ONE DAY ASLEEP DAY WALKERS
600 DAYS A YEAR LOST
3 SUNS
A DEAD EARTH
GIGANTIC MOON
THEN US
YOU DONT SEE THRU WINDOWS
WINDOWS SEE THRU YOU
THEY GOT YOU BUT THEY BEEN GOT
SO TECHINICALLY MANKIND DIED
I JUST MENTIONED IT
WHOS THAT MAKE ME
YOU CANT SURVIVE IF THERES NO BATTLE TO FIGHT
YOU CANT FACE THE TRUTH BECAUSE ITS BLINDING
IF YOU QUESTION IT YOUR FEELINS ARE EXHAUSTED
LETS BE REAL HOW DO YOU STOP IT
THE FACTS ARE WRONG
ENERGY CANNOT BE CREATED OR DESTROYED
WRONG
FOREIGN UNIVERSAL ENERGY IS GATHERING HERE
MEANING OUR ENERGY DIES
SO THEREFORE THAT MEANS ALL PROFESSORS ARE WRONG
MOVING TO MIDDLE EARTH
COMING BACK WITH A TARANASAURUS
RIDING A MAMMOTH
DROP 10 TRILLION BUCKETS AN FREEZE MY CHIPS
PAY ATTENTION THE STORY CONTINUES
READ THIS OVER AN OVER
GRAB AIR
STOMP IT OUT
MOVE THE FAULTS
GRAB LAND
SHAKE EARTH
ASK CALIFORNIA
ON RECORD I SHOOK EARTH
NOONE IN HISTORY HAS
YOU CANNOT DENY
IT WAS WRITTEN
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 1:52 AM UTC
****** happy, sad, ugly, pretty
Dats wat d everyday brings
Till yu showed face goldie
Happy and pretty d only tune dat rings
Tho faced with them withered trees
Fearing and hopin dey blossom again
But dear goldie be setting my soul free
Soul?... Yes.. Sweet yess.. Less loss more gain
Even when loosing, goldie make you feel ure wining
All this i knw, wld jst have a sit
Clouds of thoughts, do i stay still waiting
Staring and rolling in d beauty of you it.
Or do i shake off dose feathers
Nd embrace d real truth.. Reality.
Left for Zeus to decide, lightnin and thunders.
Puzzle, labyrinth, crazy tunnel.. Captivity
Cant leave goldie, cant leave reality
Make goldie my lover,Den pursue reality together,?
Already have a lover.. Complexity, captivity
Dear oceans, ur waves nd sprinkles, nw or never....
No... You are my want nt my need
But wnt let go
Lets draw d curtains... Diamond nd bead
They need not to knw
D creator he knows all.. We leave it to him
But stay with me goldie.. We wld overcome this
My happines, my smiles , my beauty beem
Lets ride on, i Victoria, with its thorn nd kiss..
Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 1:49 AM UTC