David Harris Poems

Professor Robert Hogarth sat
...

Sometimes we do the rumba,
a foxtrot or a jive,
as we dance through our life,
each and every day.
...

Down on the Funny Farm
where some say I was born
where laughter is the key
that trips a smile
...

So many hearts have been broken
in loves cheating game.
Everyone says it is a fickle heart to blame.
The heart that cannot settle down,
...

Everyday we face choices
in every aspect of our lives;
some are little things,
like what clothes to wear.
...

Dear Lord of all creation
who looks down on us each day.
Help us when we are betrayed and crucified
for something we have never done
...

Today I dipped into an album
from my memory store
as a place that seemed familiar
triggered off the memories.
...

Let’s be thankful
for all the good times
that our lives have shared,
be thankful for all the love
...

I think there is a factory somewhere
which mass produces idiots for our society.
They build a brain individually
to work on a backward slope,
...

A little songbird sang
from a treetop high.
It sang for blue skies
for within to fly.
...