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David Savage Poem
All was going well until she asked for a drink
Then my stomach started to sink
She ask “do you have coffee?”
“no it’s OCD”
Stood up, turned 80 degrees
Counted my steps, ones and threes
Get the scales and measure the grains
In nerves, must not make any stains
Add the milk, not too much
Now the sugar, just a light touch
Click the kettle, watch my watch
If she was Irish, I could always add scotch
Click! Pour the water
63 mm size always matters
A quick stir, a wee bit slower
Too high make it lower
Turn clockwise, go for the door
Marching like in the marine corps
There she is lying in a heap
I was hours, she’s fast asleep
Copyright © David Savage | Year Posted 2007
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Beneath the soil lay our roots
Multi-legged insects walking on moss
Working hard to get the fruits
Like lost souls running to the cross
Or hungry new army recruits
With no care of profit or loss
We are the bugs
Commission on narcotic drugs
Watch as we steal the rain
Plants are ruining our brain
We feast together in the swamp
The spiders just want to push us around
They see us and want to stomp
We hide under the ground
I’m here, no fear of the chomp
It’s our other way around
We are the bugs
Commission on narcotic drugs
Watch as we steal the rain
Plants are ruining our brain
One day I hope it will change
The flower tell us one day
Not to far gone to rearrange
Apex of the sun’s way
Move to the balkan mountain range
Rather than be part of the buffet
We are the bugs
Commission on narcotic drugs
Watch as we steal the rain
Plants are ruining our brain
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David Savage Poem
I am not made of what makes a man what he is
I don't fight, argue or even debate
My talents are lying, cheating and stealing
They are my best qualities, you might say
you might think that queer but it's what makes me
Lying can be an amazing tool in the right hands
Along with innocent or even pathetic looks
Cheating, well that is a hard one
it should only be used on a great evil
maybe a old enemy
a bullie from times for distant
but still remembered
And stealing my personal favorite
well....
It beats working for your bread
Copyright © David Savage | Year Posted 2009
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David Savage Poem
In a tunnel under earth, we were given a curse
In this world, we am called reverse
Eager to think and question
These things bring out nothing but aggression
We are one in all and all in one
Sent to the house of the street sweeper
Keep my thoughts from them, ill think deeper
In a subway we find the device
Must show the council word of advice
We are one in all and all in one
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Liquid sun, steaming rain
outcasted huricane, shocking pain
sunny microwave, wet freak
electric flood, mild phsique
raining volts, empty meter
strange hail, solar heater
i have good days and bad days just like you
on your scale it probably bad to worse
ive never been popular never known what to do
its like a weather report for Belfast you know
the clouds in the sky theres either many or few
Liquid sun, steaming rain
outcasted huricane, shocking pain
sunny microwave, wet freak
electric flood, mild phsique
raining volts, empty meter
strange hail, solar heater
Or mybe its like a electric meter
mines always near or empty
ive never had a girlfriend long enough to be a cheater
thou i wouldnt do that type of thing
i feel undeserving, i stay cold, dont deserve a heater
Liquid sun, steaming rain
outcasted huricane, shocking pain
sunny microwave, wet freak
electric flood, mild phsique
raining volts, empty meter
strange hail, solar heater
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David Savage Poem
Not for glory, even honors sake
He fights for his family, wife and son at the gate
Greeks attack, they push us back
Hector must now lead the counter-attack
Hector!
Tamer of horses
Holding fast
Prince of troy
Ajax the great, slayer of nine
Duel “the Trojan’s head shall be mine”
To a stand still, day and night
Matched in skill, courage and might
a truce is called
Waves and spray clean our fallen
Zeus weighs our fates
the great sits, staring at the gift
the horse prince’s sword
Why?
Smashing gates, scaling the wall
Apollo on my side, standing tall
Killing patrolus, a child in man’s armor
Dying words, Hectors fate none the better
Hector
Tamer of horses
Holding fast
Princes of troy
He knows he is doomed, gods have spoken
there stands Achilles, at the gates still of motion
Warrior to the end, challenging the gods
Draw weapons, defying the odds
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David Savage Poem
I don't need to know which way is up or down, why the hell do you think we have elevators?
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David Savage Poem
Green girl
Green girl
She gathers leaves on a blue and green night
Her emerald eyes make me ignite
Dream catchers gather on her wall
She makes stars none shall fall
Green girl
Green girl
Light candles, red hair reminds me of autumn
Fire red forest she will come
Dream catchers gather on her wall
She makes stars none shall fall
Green girl
Green girl
Change like the seasons
For unknown reasons
Nothing left to give
Baby I would relive
Green girl
Green girl
Copyright © David Savage | Year Posted 2008
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Dear mother, can you remember me
here a clue my name begins with d
the one you left so you could be free
Try to explain, you’ll be told
TO FECK UP
Thou in life I have failed
at least I tried, you fecking bailed
Dear Cathy, do you like to joke?
I do allot, but it’s a cloak
cover all feelings, emotions broke
Try to explain, you’ll be told
TO FECK UP
Thou in life I have failed
at least I tried, you fecking bailed
Dear miss Scott, I’m not unreasonable
I’m sure you were unstable
i always deal with what on my table
Try to explain, you’ll be told
TO FECK UP
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we walk the forest for days
So far gone they cant change our ways
we will sleep here tonight
Life is better in a dream so right
There they is the golden one
Followed came undone
They embrace, struggle to say
No feelings, kept at bay
What is side us
Thing we can’t transgress
“You are beautiful, Liberty 5-3000”
Said but can’t understand
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