David Harris Poems

The waves rush up around my feet
from an early morning tide.
Seagulls bob up and down
resting on the water
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The grey ghosts of loves passed
linger near us all the time
but cannot touch
the new loves growing vine.
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Down the corridors of our memories,
we stroll whenever we can,
finding snippets of our life left behind.
Loves that we wanted but lost,
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The secret of my success
is that I’m as crazy as a coot.
I am so full of silliness
my wife often denies she is with me.
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In life, there are things we never expect to see
and a very large hairy fairy
with Pancho Villa moustache is one of them.
This one flew into my garden and squashed all my roses
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As we stood solemnly
looking down at that deep hole
each of us tears held in our eyes.
We bowed our heads
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As children, we shared each other’s games,
and grew up thinking we would never change.
At eighteen duty called to go to a far off place,
we said we’d always wait for each other,
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If I can get through tomorrow,
it will be a brighter day out there.
My love may tumble and fall,
but if I can get through tomorrow,
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With a heart that plays around,
it will never find some solid ground.
Always too busy to settle down.
The heart that wanders around,
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Soft is the petal of a rose.
Wet is the dew on it’s head
Sweet is the fragrance of a flowers scent.
Loud are the cries from an infant.
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