David Harris Poems

There are days in everybody’s life,
days when turmoil strikes every mortal fibre
and drives us down into a seemingly bottomless pit.
It is up to us to struggle out of it
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I have been to large funerals,
even had to conduct one for a friend.
There are so many mourners that the pallbearers
have trouble turning the coffin around.
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The spider weaves silk for its web;
birds gather twigs to make their bed.
We just go down to the furniture store
and pick whatever we choose.
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We all have dreams
of where we would
like to be one day.
That dream of our pot of gold
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Sometimes our destiny
rides the silver trail to nowhere,
and then we find ourselves
back at the beginning
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Have you ever noticed
the higher the station
the bigger the fool
that resides there
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For The Native Americans

The Indians had it right
when they said white man
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Here I sit in solemn repose
while some old bag looks down her nose
words echo around me
and I begin to snort and wheeze
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Its stranger how some numbers
keep recurring in our lives.
At first, we do not notice it
until one day we think of them.
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Rainbow curves across the sky
after the rain has fallen,
petals glint of diamond jewels
after the dew has callin’,
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