Dave Harter Butler, Indiana

David lives in Butler, Indiana with his brother, Robert. He began writing poetry as a hobby in his early teens. He has had his poetry published by The National Library of Poetry. He hopes one day to have a collection published. Dave says, "Live life to the fullest, you're only young once."

(untitled) I have mastered the art of loneliness being alone in the cold and darkness no one around, only the sound of the dead, dry leaves falling to the ground As I lay here cold and all alone I look up to see my special stone my stone is like many around very similar to all that I've found similar in shape to those of the maze wandering, looking, for what seems like days I long to breathe, I long to stand I wish to walk across the land the silence is aching, I'm all alone I long to walk amongst the stones a feeling of emptiness, I open my eyes but only darkness in front of me lies no one around, only the sound of the wind blowing across the ground blowing against each and every stone as we lay so all alone...

(untitled) The feeling of loneliness is once again mine no one to talk to time after time alone in the darkness no one to see no one cares what happens to me me and the moon the stars by my side no where to run no where to hide crawling deeper and deeper inside of my soul looking for company in a bottomless hole as the time goes by still no one is there no friends, no lovers no one to care At last it is found someone who'll be my one and only friend me...

All poems Copyright © 1996 Dave Harter. All rights reserved.