David Harris Poems

There are certain people,
that when they pass away,
leave a gulf within our lives,
nothing can refill.
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Love is a song without end,
a melody played
through the whispers in the wind.
You look deep
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Karin is what I call
the metaphor queen
she writes her poems with them
and it makes them gleam.
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She looks out the window
watching everyone in sight.
Then she turns what they were doing
to suit her own ends.
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For all of us on Poemhunter,
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Two little men in their flying Saucer
Came through the atmosphere
They zipped around the world a couple of times
Decided they didn’t like what they saw
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We set out on life’s ocean
filled with turbulent waves,
often looking for calmer waters
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You try to help a lot of people,
but only manage to help a few.
However, helping a few
is better that helping none at all.
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In every town and city,
all have at least one famous daughter or son.
Someone who was born there
or someone who stayed there for a while.
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You’re lying in your bed,
it’s your day off
and you are going to enjoy it
just as much as you can.
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