David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

David Harris Poems

721. Promised Land 10/23/2010
722. Children At Heart 10/23/2010
723. Asleep At The Wheel 10/23/2010
724. Individuals 10/23/2010
725. Captivating Mountains 10/23/2010
726. Twilight 2 10/24/2010
727. Fountain Of Youth 10/24/2010
728. Sounds Of Reality 10/24/2010
729. Shiver 10/24/2010
730. Moaning 10/25/2010
731. Intensity 10/25/2010
732. Each Days Passing 10/25/2010
733. The Spoken Word 10/25/2010
734. Questioning 10/25/2010
735. Morning Mist 10/25/2010
736. Stand In Silence Calling 10/28/2010
737. Peter Pan Persona 11/8/2010
738. Passing Strangers 2 7/26/2010
739. In Any War 11/9/2010
740. Herbie The Hermit 12/12/2010
741. Stars Twinkle Above 12/14/2010
742. A New Year 1/1/2011
743. Starry Eyed And Mystified 11/27/2010
744. We Are What We Are 1/3/2011
745. Here We Stand (A Quiet Protest) 1/9/2011
746. A Trick Of The Light 1/10/2011
747. We Have Mice 1/11/2011
748. Writers Block 1/15/2011
749. Our Rainbow 1/15/2011
750. Tethered 1/15/2011
751. Only The Guilty 1/16/2011
752. Lucky Star 1/15/2011
753. Mr Sunshine 1/28/2011
754. Sanctuary 1/29/2011
755. Miracles 2 1/30/2011
756. Hand I Hold 1/30/2011
757. Life Discarded 1/30/2011
758. Shrinking 2/1/2011
759. Freedom In Limbo 2/1/2011
760. Forever Sleep 1/24/2011
Best Poem of David Harris

Just Beyond The Sunset

Just beyond the sunset
Someone waits for me
Just beyond the sunset
Lies my destiny
Where the purple mountains
Lie in deep tranquillity
There I’ll find the treasure
Of love eternally

Just beyond the sunset
Waits someone so fair
Just beyond the sunset
All alone they wait there
Their hair is golden
The colour of the sand
Their eyes sparkle in the night
Like diamonds in your hand

Just beyond the sunset
Lies a home for me
Where the world is peaceful
Like a paradise should be
Just beyond the sunset
Someday is where you’ll find ...

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Through The Years

Through the years, we have wandered.
Down these, narrow lanes.
First as children to the schoolhouse,
remember the fun and games,
hopscotch and blindman's bluff.
Remember too the lessons,
English and mathematics,
we used to hate them both.
Then there were the teachers,

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