David Harris Poems

miscThe harbour lights are shining bright
across the still placid waters
as young lovers hand in hand
stroll along the shore.
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We are the way we are
due to which way the wind
ruffles our hair each day.
Our mood can change
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nHere we are again
on the last day of an old year.
We sit and reflect the changes in our lives,
our losses and our gains
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Life is sometimes liken
to the waking from a dream
blurry at the beginning,
then slowly squaring up
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Almost everyone will engage with
something they cannot explain
from UFOs to ghosts.
If the experience is repeated
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As the skies go dim
as evening begins
a soft breeze
of night fall slips across as evening calls
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An old man sits on a bench
watching people pass by
looking for young faces
in his youth he did know.
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We all know the saying
in a blink of an eye.
That is exactly what happened to me
thanks to a comment on one of my poems.
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There are many times
when it might look like
I have nodded off
but in fact I’ve closed my eyes
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When we are born
we are given a name
that last our whole life through,
but as the time progresses
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