David Harris Poems

They flew on a moonbeam
and danced on the stars
the giraffe looked at the kangaroo
and said how do you do.
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Beyond the sea of crumpled dreams
the fractured souls sit
lost within a maze of discarded thoughts
on a plateau of inconsistencies.
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Let’s go for a walk
in the sunshine in the rain,
see the raindrops sparkle
on each little flower head.
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Red roses for a lady blue
just to show her
that your love is true,
that you will never wander
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Sometimes we look at things,
and dream what we want them to be.
Sometimes they are merely dreams,
and are gone when the next morning comes.
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Everyday somewhere someone
experiences a miracle.
No one can explain how it happens,
only that we know they do.
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Love is like flowers,
that bud, blossom, bloom,
and sadly sometimes
fades and die.
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Charles Latimer visited the corner shop run by the Forbes sisters Charlotte and Grace almost every day. He could have collected his groceries in one visit, but the short intercourse of words they exchanged broke the emptiness in his life. As he entered the shop, the tiny bell above the door chimed.

Grace Forbes stood behind the counter. “Good morning Mr Latimer, ” she said. “What would you like today? ”
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(It is advisable you read parts 1 and 2 first)


Grace watched him for a few minutes, and then moved to the back of the shop. “He is going to come around at six tonight. I do hop Mr Potter like him.”
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Three years ago, I passed a little church
While I walked on my way
Sorrow rang out from the steeple bells
As in the cemetery a group of people gathered
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