Chris Harris Poems

Forfeit the golden sun
Risen forever new
Within this moment torn
Changed as vacant rooms
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Darkest green laden early to evening
Summer bows to memories still
Touched closer among us in being
Real as those who ever feel
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Across the green room
Unclosed the doors of summers full
Detained as stairways
Unsided still of days of nights
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Devices greater
With roles distracted play
Likeness in divide
Of ways confining chance
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Hereafter like a memory
Crying in a safe place
Day or night forever
Stolen with all alibi
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Venues for the damned
Calling from the longfield
Spiralling forever
Flawless in roads decyphered
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As suitors came remembered drawn
Unsilenced then of causes
Disguarded flown like banners past
Torn fragile, freed releasing
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Choosing time
With the frost of an ancient dawn
Faithless in decay
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To the fields so few beside us
Bright as if with dreaming
As she plays in the darkened sky
Rejoicing of solitude
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Full with speed reclaiment came
Powerless in time as lives of men
Like sails before the substituted sky
Empty of obsession
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