David Harris Poems

We sit around a table,
listening to poems spoken,
on different subjects.
Each one has a message
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I’d give all my tomorrows
for just one yesterday.
A day when I was young
before the world took it away.
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The smoke from his pipe
rose up like a small cloud.
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I knocked on his front door
half expecting a weary face
when it opened to greet me.
Instead, Oliver smiled
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We live in a mysterious world
with many things yet to be seen.
Everyday new things are discovered,
some from the dawning of time.
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Everyone needs a bolthole
where you can run off to.
Somewhere to go
to let your hair down
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The world is filled with weird people,
some are quite harmless
and even gives us all a laugh.
While others can be quite abusive
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Memories are something
We all hold so dear
The good and the bad ones
When they reappear
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Each day as we walk our life,
in things that we do,
we have to deal with the devil,
in our own private way.
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I have three friends that are feeling low today;
one is because the weather is bad
and the upheaval of a move,
making them depressed and sad.
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