David Harris Poems

I’m a country travelin’ man
riding a boxcar whenever I can.
Summer you will find me
where the north winds blow
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There are lots of memories locked away
within the shadows of my mind.
Memories of childhood years gone by
and they are located in the dark recesses
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In the book of life
we learn a little
with each page we turn.
We learn a little tolerance
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Standing looking out at the valley below
with its small tidal bay.
The tall masts lie drunkenly on angles
as their boats are left stranded
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The mist moved across the field
swallowing up everything in its path.
A white blanket that hovered
inches above the ground.
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I did something
I said I would never do.
I looked back at the first pieces
of writing that I ever wrote.
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As the purple shades
of twilight call
from across the garden walls.
I hear old loves reverie
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A simple kiss
can lead to many things,
a heart filled with love
and a golden ring.
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Some days you wake up
and gloomy clouds cover the sky.
It doesn’t mean you are
going to have a bad day for a start.
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He sat in his own world
writing down the stories
that came to his mind.
He never watched time,
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