David Harris Poems

There were four of us in the garden,
which overlooked a valley below.
The sunset was moving across the sky,
as the songs of twilight could be heard,
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A writer’s life is full of woe,
you find a word you like,
then you write something,
and try to fit that word in,
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Two strangers meet becoming friends.
Time and circumstances part them.
Many years later again they meet
and the bond of friendship
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How many times have you heard
someone say on Christmas Day
this is not what I wanted.
Ungrateful for what they received,
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The wings of night
few silently under a silver moon,
lovers gazed into each other’s eyes
as they walked together
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Could we ever live in a world of understanding?
The question has been asked many times
and always the answer eludes us.
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Warm bodies connect in hugs
warm embraces hold everyone.
Tonight we make more memories
to share throughout our years.
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There is a candle at the edge of the world
that burns for all humanity.
In the daytime, it burns blue
to colour our skies when we wake.
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The broom danced around the room
pushed by unseen hands.
I stood there hypnotised,
and then came the crackling laughter
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We all seek at times
a measure or two
of silken stillness
caught within the hustle bustle
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