Shirley Harrison Poems

And then…
in a split moment
my mood changed…
flooded by the darkest moments
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If it wasn't for my gentle heart
my feathers would have burned fiercely
a soul that once had light
my freedom just a memory
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There's something most intriguing
about the work of a great poet
once he's dead and buried,
maybe it's the simple silence
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And as I dreamt long

long into this beautiful night
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I cannot see my way
without you beside me
there's no future left
no future, without you
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And as I dreamt long, long
into this beautiful night
I glimpsed his grin
deep within
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An envelope a stamp

paper and a pen
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I'm bouncing on a fluffy pink cloud

with a giant Stork
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If true love has such spiritual dimension
then I trust that someday it will find me

and as I wait
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And as I sweep my modest paintbrush, over this canvas

I find myself painting a picture
of everything you mean to me
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