David's Original Poetry

Dozing Off (16 July 2006)

Though tired, I keep driving;
I'm making pretty good time.
Then once I get home in bed,
The pillow will feel quite sublime.

The lights dance before my eyes
As I try to stay awake,
With yellows, greens, and blues
In frosting on my cake.

Please pass the ice cream over here:
I just turned eight years old.
Bzzt! In my car on the shoulder
I quickly gain control.

I mustn't fall asleep now
Or I'd be in the ditch
Bouncing over rocks and trees
Moving at a fever pitch.

Faster and faster I fly on,
Watching the ground go by.
This is my first time in a plane,
And we're up awful high.

Honk! I switch back in my lane
And focus back on the road.
I bring the car back up to speed,
For in my sleep, we've slowed.

How nice it'll be when I get home
And sink into my bed
And close my eyes to sleep a while
And not be here instead!

I'd let glorious sleep overtake me
As I drift off in the distance,
Floating on a cloud of dreams
Without any resistance.

Don't Wait (31 Dec 2005)

I sometimes stop and think about
Where life has taken me,
And wonder why the time has gone
So fast. I couldn't see
That life will pass you by unless
You treasure every day
As if it was your last; and if
You blink, it flies away.

We never take the time to tell
Each other how we feel.
Instead, we shrink inside ourselves
And try hard to conceal
The very person that we are,
As if there'd always be
A moment later on to make
Our real, heartfelt decree.

"I'll deal with it later" is our cry,
And then the time is gone.
You don't always get to say goodbye.
There isn't another dawn;
Because, one day, we all will die,
And it will be too late.

The Big Date (14 Dec 2003)

I sit here, waiting, nervously
Anticipating its coming....
My heart begins to pound so hard
I hear its steady drumming.

My palms are thoroughly drenched with sweat.
My knees they feel so weak.
It has a big effect on me
Due to its great mystique.

I've done this many, many times,
Yet each is like the first.
I still don't know quite what to do
E'en though I've oft rehearsed.

Yet nothing quite prepares for it,
Not even a late night cram.
I guess I'll just have to "suck it up"
And go take my final exam. :-)