David Harris Poems

While I was at Stratford last year,
I met a number of pretty young ladies
while I was there.
I say young ladies
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Dedicated to the aviators of two major wars.

They flew across a fated sky
in wings of wood.
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I am a big softie
when it comes to
every living thing.
I would not purposely hurt
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Never date the Invisible Man
on any given night
you will never be able to see him
and won’t know if he is there.
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You sit alone in your room;
your mind wanders
to the sound of a tune.
A tune that was a hit
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Into dreams, you drift,
away from the harsh realities,
to places full of tranquillity.
You drift along to
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I stood on a hill overlooking the sea,
and wondered what my destiny be.
Would I be loved or would I be lonely?
Would I sail on a pirate clipper
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Dear Lord of all Creation,
as we go out today to greet
your new glorious day,
we may be surrounded by enemies.
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A little bluebird sang
his love song from on high.
Was he singing for his mate
or serenading the lovers
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The hollow is a group of trees,
whose branches intertwine to form an arch.
A column of noble trees,
standing tall and erect.
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