David Harris

Veteran Poet - 1,534 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

David Harris Poems

161. A Lovers Moon 3/24/2011
162. A Lure For The Spotlight 5/20/2008
163. A Lush Green Garden 11/15/2007
164. A Mad Five Minutes 4/9/2008
165. A Magic Carpet 9/7/2012
166. A Magic Door 8/31/2011
167. A Man Of Words 8/24/2007
168. A Million Miles Away 7/21/2007
169. A Mimic 12/29/2008
170. A Miracle 3/26/2008
171. A Mirror Image 12/30/2008
172. A Mistake I Made 9/4/2012
173. A Modicum Of Madness 11/29/2009
174. A Morning Call 9/8/2007
175. A Mother’s Love 8/20/2007
176. A Mountshannon October Morning 9/30/2007
177. A Musical Loo (Fun Poem 74) 4/28/2008
178. A Mystery Tour 5/13/2008
179. A Never-Ending Spring 5/18/2008
180. A New Pair Of Wings (Fun Poem 52) 12/30/2007
181. A New Year 1/1/2011
182. A Normal Day At My Church 5/5/2008
183. A Normality 6/4/2008
184. A One-Sided Love Affair 3/13/2011
185. A Pair Of Fractured Hearts 11/16/2007
186. A Pair Of Messy Birds (Fun Poem 158) 8/21/2014
187. A Pair Of Paper Knickers (Fun Poem 75) 4/28/2008
188. A Parent’s Prayer 10/27/2009
189. A Park Bench 10/25/2012
190. A Passing Phase (Fun Poem 160) 9/15/2014
191. A Path 5/9/2008
192. A Path To Follow 12/30/2008
193. A Peaceful Morning 12/14/2008
194. A Perfect World 7/26/2013
195. A Perplexing Question 7/27/2009
196. A Person 1/26/2008
197. A Personal Journey 4/27/2008
198. A Place From Our Childhood 8/10/2007
199. A Place In My Heart 6/11/2008
200. A Place Of Heaven On Earth 9/24/2011
Best Poem of David Harris

Just Beyond The Sunset

Just beyond the sunset
Someone waits for me
Just beyond the sunset
Lies my destiny
Where the purple mountains
Lie in deep tranquillity
There I’ll find the treasure
Of love eternally

Just beyond the sunset
Waits someone so fair
Just beyond the sunset
All alone they wait there
Their hair is golden
The colour of the sand
Their eyes sparkle in the night
Like diamonds in your hand

Just beyond the sunset
Lies a home for me
Where the world is peaceful
Like a paradise should be
Just beyond the sunset
Someday is where you’ll find ...

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Faded Love Letters

An old shoe box under the bed,
filled with mementoes of years gone by.
Faded love letters stained with tears,
I used to cry.
They tell of the joy I knew one spring,
of laughter and fears.
And of the love we said would remain,
throughout our growing years.
The spring is gone and so are you;

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