Dave SmithWhite

Rookie - 176 Points (270552 / Sydney)

Dave SmithWhite Poems

1. Song: What Happened Obama? 10/23/2009
2. Song: Night And Day 12/18/2009
3. Lessons From A Dead World: 1. Obama's Legacy 1/6/2010
4. Song: Nowhere To Hide 1/29/2010
5. Even Nostalgia Ain'T What It Used To Be! 2/3/2010
6. Violent Night (3) 2/6/2010
7. Song: Inside And Out 3/6/2010
8. Song: The Sleeper 3/7/2010
9. Song: When I Saw The River Rise 1/19/2011
10. Song: What Love Has Done To Me 4/1/2011
11. Song: Life, Love, And Other Lies 4/2/2011
12. Song: The Shop Of Fools 4/9/2011
13. Song: The New Fascist State 6/1/2011
14. Song: The Great Recession Blues 7/22/2011
15. Song: Vertigo 8/10/2011
16. My Wild Cavalier 10/14/2011
17. The Ballad Of Miss Bea Haven 10/24/2011
18. Song: Big Lies 10/25/2011
19. Elouise And Abelard 11/8/2011
20. Song: The Rum Boys 11/19/2011
21. Song: Miss Bea Haven And The Knight 11/26/2011
22. Song: From The Denizens Of London 11/26/2011
23. Song: Good Old Doctor Dodson 11/27/2011
24. Song: Fort Wacky 3/31/2012
25. Song: Go! Go! Socceroos! 4/11/2012
26. The Ballad Of Andrew A Coward 4/19/2012
27. Song: The Chain-Reaction 5/27/2012
28. Song: Slow Motion 3/6/2013
29. The Keep 3/25/2013
30. Song: Tell That To Goliath! 4/5/2013
31. Song: Channeling Joe (Smith) Or The New Messiah 4/29/2013
32. Song: Take Off Your Hat! 5/10/2013
33. Too Big To Fail? 6/4/2013
34. The Future Remembered 7/17/2013
35. Man Of Bronze 8/29/2013
36. Song: Miss Anne Thrope And Her Mission 10/22/2013
37. The Ballad Of Shylock (Part One) 10/22/2013
38. Song: The Professor's Lament 10/22/2013
39. Song: The Promise Of Arthur ('Arfur') 10/22/2013
40. Song: The Sydney Argus Ace Reporter 11/7/2013
Best Poem of Dave SmithWhite

A Song Of Gilgamesh

Gods in the distance, gods from beyond.
Gods of the chosen, the meek and the fond.
The gods of our fathers that keep us in bonds;
All gods are welcome in old Babylon!

A patient hand, no modern scrawl,
But raised in stone by pick and awl.
The stele stands, proud and tall,
And tells my history.

Gods swathed in garlands of sweet perfumed fronds.
Hurling ball lightning or just waving wands.
The earth as our mother must always respond,
All gods are welcome in old Babylon!

An ancient land has seen it all.
Emergent man, building ...

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The Ballad Of Mr Sloth

He goes a little crazy in the morning.
He goes a little odd by crack of dawn.
A restless spirit, waking up and yawning,
With a body-clock protesting, gaunt and worn.

'My brain's a twee bit softer before breakfast.
My mind's a little addled and confused.
And then I read the bloggers, and the papers,
And all the swill that passes for the news.

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