David Harris Poems

After years of friendship,
and from words of another,
they decided that they no longer,
wanted to be a friend.
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I once had a friend
who super-glued a pound
to the pavement outside his home.
He wanted to see
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The stars may pale,
the skies may grey,
but I’ll be here
loving you.
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At the back of the wardrobe
lies, a shoebox of memories
of years gone by,
letters and photographs
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How long has it been?
Since you left me
Our friends ask the question
All of the time
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Soft guitar music fills the air,
with a lilting romantic tune,
we had never heard before.
Meanwhile a singer sings a song,
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The scent of jasmine fills the air,
within my garden wall
while I sit in silence
awaiting the evening to call.
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With some people, the more power they receive,
and the bigger boots they get,
they file away their brains in the bottom drawer.
Their brains end up where there ass should be,
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Favourite chair by the fire,
daily paper in your hand.
Children’s voices from the hall.
Cat curled up on your lap.
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We all have dreams of fame,
of having our name known.
Around the world,
for something that we do.
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