Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
Sitting On A Roof Sitting on a roof reading in a book I hear the dog barking in the house and I worry theres a crook. But I’m on page ninety five. And I am sure the dog will scare Continue reading Sitting On A Roof & 2 other new poems by G David Schwartz
Orange Is The New Black Orange is the new black Green is the new yellow Black is the new purple And around and around it does go. I Loved My Sister Teri I loved my sister Teri She was not Continue reading Orange Is The New Black / I Loved My Sister Teri / I Spit From My Mouth by G David Schwartz
I Never Had A Butterfly Collection I never had a butter fly collection They’re just fancy bugs Just as evil as all the others With less that a good shoulder shrug The Most Beautiful Girl I’ve Ever Seen The most Continue reading I Never Had A Butterfly Collection & 3 other poems by G David Schwartz
She Left With No Goodbye She left with no goodbye No hug, no kiss, no such So I cant call her a liar I can only sit and cuss. You Use To Have A Boat (want a laugh? Look at Continue reading She Left With No Goodbye plus 3 other poems by G David Schwartz
Catch A Snow Flake Catch a snow flake upon your tongue Just as you did when you were young Don’t you want a cold hug as you once did my love Harriet Sims (Made Up Name) Harriet Sims had two Continue reading Catch A Snow Flake and two other poems by G. David Schwartz
Fowl Mouth Exist Good bye No need to comb your hair It will just be muss When you are down there Oh I love your smile How it grows upon your face I so love your smile And how you Continue reading Fowl Mouth Exist and other poems by G. David Schwartz
Thinking ‘Bout Columbus Alan went to be A lawyer, a barrister Practice the game of law The Death Of A Child The death of a child is so evil Nothing more can be said Children from one to ninety five Continue reading Thinking ‘Bout Columbus / The Death Of A Child / Taking Sandwiches / I Don’t Need No Hair by G David Schwartz
Last Night Inside The Rainfall Last night inside the rainfall I looked to see it I Could see your precious lips so I might kiss you one more time My Head Hangs Down My head hangs down As I think Continue reading Four new poems by G David Schwartz
Ho De Ho Fiddle De Dee Ho de ho. Fiddle de dee Where did she go. I want to know Where oh where is she. G. David Schwartz – the former president of Seedhouse, the online interfaith committee. Schwartz is Continue reading Ho De Ho Fiddle De Dee by G David Schwartz
I Went Walking Up The Road I went walking up the road Carful not to explode Up and down the road And it felt quite good. G. David Schwartz – the former president of Seedhouse, the online interfaith committee. Schwartz Continue reading I Went Walking Up The Road by G David Schwartz