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Winds of fright
Winds as foe
Winds contrite
Winds out of control
Whiffle and glow
Whiffle and glow
A tempest's might
A tempest trite
Now explode
In splintered plight
Pleas rebuked
Pleas ignored
Pleas scorned
Winds' delight
Winds this night
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"El Padre" by David Hart (Translation by Daniel Tucker)
El Padre soñó con los arboles bailers y los flores
Contando con júbilo
El Padre miró las coches en peregrinación
Rebontando como si fueran pelotas de goma
Por las calles ondulandas
El Padre se arremolinó en los vientos sensibles
Cantando las tonadas alegres
Saludando con sus brazos queriendo volar alto
El Padre estaba de pie en las calles temblantes
Las ropas llorosas y las miembras sacudiendose y sonrisas
El Padre sonrió por diez millones de veces
Y un millón de veces se rió fuerte
El espiritu de Padre desahogó la musica para
Todos oyeran deleitándose
Reverie (in Eng & French) by David Hart
A melodious dream
I am in now. I
recall a tempest of stars,
blinking, twinkling and darting
in the
Sky.
Dreaming -- now, of a
Quixotic reminiscent
tantalizing time of love--
Luscious, luxuriant,
magnificent love.
The great havoc of love.
My Dream. USADHART2007
(English Translation of Hart Russian Poem 2007 Dec)
Reverie par David Hart
Reverie melodieuse
Une tempete des etoiles
Elles clignent des yeux
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"This Moment in Time" by Hart (Eng+Arabic+Rus)
"This Moment in Time" by Hart (Eng+Arabic+Rus)
"This Moment in Time" by David Hart
Leaves gleefully joyride
an undulating stream
Under crisp scintillating
sun light.
A butterfly rests in the
hand of God.
A sword is tightly clasped
in Allah's hand.
A flower is caressed by
the Buddha.
Now a break in fervent
faith occurs.
A group of children laugh
and peer at an ant farm.
A butterfly ascends from
the hand of God.
A sword cascades to the
ground from Allah's hand.
A small child delights
upon receiving the Buddha's
flower.
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"Now" by D. Hart (In Eng,Span,Czech,Rus)
"Now" by D. Hart (In Eng,Span,Czech,Rus)
Let us embark now, you and I,
As evening splays out to
The blue-blackening sky.
Let us ride through
Particular smooth stoned
Streets,
To incoherent rowdy
Retreats,
To white table-clothed
Restaurants,
And mint pillowed four
Starred hotels,
With cherished friends
And talk of noble feats,
To dancing streets that
Entice our feet.
And indeed this is now
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Of Sights and Scents by David Hart
The Poetry of David Hart
''Of Sights and Scents'' A Poem by David Hart
"Of Sights and Scents" A Poem by David Hart
A distinguished pair of spectacles,
selfless and serene,
doze snuggly atop a
Proud bureau of
drawers.
A placid fireplace
yawns and winks
As giggling embers
tango on tiptoes with
Lilliputian logs,
haughtily cackling
a cacaphonous tune.
Outside a stoic mist
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Ode to the Creator by David Hart
Russian translation by Ann Semenko (My friend from the Ukraine)
Хвала тебе, Господь
за всё что вижу я
Хвала тебе, Господь
за озера и поля,
Хвала тебе, Господь
За солнце, небо и луну
Хвала тебе, Господь
Лишь одного тебя люблю!
Хвала тебе, Господь
За прекрасные цветы
Ведь такое сотворить
В силах только Ты!
Хвала тебе, Господь
За жизнь вечную и кровь
Хвала тебе, Господь
За твою совершенную любовь!
English Translation:
Praise you, Lord
for all that I see
Praise you, Lord
for lakes and fields,
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''The Joy of Love'' by David Hart (newest Version)
The kissing of the doves in the trees
The slow dancing moon and the
Star speckled sky
Come now elated the chant of haling trees
Doth now incite earth's ancient and serene sigh
You appeared with all the heroics of the
sea's bold ships and approached with the
delights of the world
And all life's fury didst unfurl
Amidst embraces and caresses of wind
Bathed in tingling moon beams
The ecstasy of your wondrous delight
Shakes my soul this blissful night.
Older Version (circa 2006)
The kissing of the doves in the leaves
The slow dancing moon and the
Star speckled sky
Come now elated the chant of haling trees
Oft incites earth's ancient and serene sigh
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The Spry Metropolis by Dave Hart
''The Spry Metropolis''
Tower, buzz and scurry (Vocabulary at end of poem)
Oh great resilient city
Ahoy!
Alive. Scramble bustle earth's
ethnicities
On lurid quests--
A pendulum of tantric turmoil and
Blessed harmony
Quixotic city--brash,
Sangfroid merotomized and
Chrematistic--metro nonpareil.
See a myriad melange of
Tortured splenetic
Souls and great spirits
Noble and soothfast
Great city, your hecatombs
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The Sandman's Visit by Dave Hart
"The Sandman's Visit"
by David Hart
Asleep now and now the
Sandman with his night dreams
Arrives
His sheer smoky subtle sleep is near
Now tip-toeing in the realm of Morpheus
Vibrating vivacious visions anon appear
Incredulous colorless dream
A dream of
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