Danielle White Poet Lyric

All I Have Left

Sirens screaming down the street/
cat at my feet/BBC on the tele/worried
about Kelly/air outside laden with moisture, rain/
carrying the song of a far away train/
brother can you take me back/where I came from/
can you take me back?/haunting Beatles tune no
one remembers/
so many Septembers/waiting for the arrival/
of the tool of survival/sterile
stainless steel/the past so real/hurry doc/the ticking
clock/is winding down/while no one's around/wisps of
grey ectoplasm/psychological spasm/
losing my grip/I'm too old to be so hip/:-P
life's been one long acid trip/too funny to die/
now, don't start to cry/
fish gotta' swim/
bird gotta' fly/
man gotta' ask himself: why, why, why/
laugh people, don't feel bereft/
humor, my friends, is all I have left.

© Danielle White

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Doris Culverhouse December 18, 2009 at 6:44 PM good and funny, age creeps in when you don't notice and then it is too late. But we are still here for a reason, God bless you.

K K Iloduba Jnr December 11, 2009 at 4:04 AM you ve humur, you ve everything. great tot.thanx for d congratulatory message on my featured poem.

Corinne Curcio December 9, 2009 at 9:27 AM I remember that Beatle song. This is a really wonderful poem Danielle. The wordplayand the energy-despair, yet hope and humor. This stream of consciousness works so well here. Please know that you're in my thoughts and I'm pulling for you.

Xavier Keough December 8, 2009 at 11:34 PM Very relative and vivid. I like your style.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen December 8, 2009 at 11:06 AM Hi Danielle, Humor is good. And so is this poem. I've been trying to understand just what slam poetry is. Thanks for this example. It says a lot. Love to you. Lovingly, Dane Ann

Barbara Gorelick December 7, 2009 at 8:43 PM Im going to bed thinking of this piece.. " mans gotta ask " why?..wonderful. BG

Carolyn Devonshire December 7, 2009 at 5:05 PM Compelling words, Danielle. Keep that sense of humor and let it carry you through the difficult times. I see so much of your struggle in this write. Prayers continue, my dear. Love and admiration, Carolyn

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire December 7, 2009 at 4:33 PM Dear Danielle, Oh my I LOVE this form of Poetry YOU make it look so easy I've tried and I do not find it easy "life's been one long "Acid" trip YOU are giving away YOUR age LOVE ALWAYS...HG

Eleanore Bourner December 7, 2009 at 3:58 PM good poem, and exellent ryhme and imagery! ------Ell