MinhPhuoc reads a poem in Vietnamese
Genre: Funny Videos
by: hartistry
Scott Reads All Over the Place
Rosella reads La Pellicolo de Fumetto Astuta Grande by David Hart
"Phantasmagoria" by Dave Hart I You gaze silently and stare squinting through your stained glass panes. Now pulling aside sapphire drapes of flowing somber samite Replete with glowing organdy You gaze out. Lo, a lazy mesmerized quixotic moon-- blithely blows kisses, wryly winks and coyly smiles. Yea, a light seesaw of a day of ecstasy and spritely delight-- now wanes to a quiet evening tune. II Transfixed you muse --attent through moist window panes. And now enter the past pains through a flowing Rorschach panorama of fluid specters-- a pentimento painting of myriad serpentine days metamorphosing into mellifluous mellowing nights. Now mirthful, this moon merrily mills reticent clouds in a star clustered plight. The meeting with Morpheus... --wondering of his mood-- cheery and cherry, one hopes. III In the soft security of your pliant bed-- a weary cheek cradled in thoughts of this day now blithely tread-- a voice and vision from the pas
poetry by David Hart
Behold the Blithe Oracle by David Hart Behold the fearnaught oracle, From a merry mirador Shunning any veneration Dancing under resolute moon light Faineance and quiescence The cowl of the heterolite polyhistor Proteus' transmogrifying landscape yields delitescent spectres Kilkenny cats tango their bane on a rumbling, bubbling, shaking and shivering earth-- tempora mutantur et nos mutamur in illis The merry trenchant oracle mambos on rumbustiously in a state of rhathymia, in an airy arena. Toro, Toro!
Genre: Entertainment
"An Infant Sighs" by David HartUpright in a crib, legs akimbo,an infant sighs.Windows in the ceiling--a sky light--a warm radiance of blues, yellows, and scintillating hues ofpalescorruscating courteously down upon this wide-eyed infant.Upright and attent,legs akimbo,bathing inrapturous caresses of undulating streamsof sparkling light,two tiny hands hold firm.Now with toothless miniature mouth,wee gums pressupon the pleasureyielding coolnessof the smoothplastic crib railing. Anon,incomprehensible voices--muffled and muddled--ooze through thin walls to the infants new ears.Contented within incomprehensionand delighting in wonderment,an infant sighs.
Poem by David Hart
Danielle reads Glip Glop
a poem by David Hart translated into Spanish by Daniel Tucker
