David Harris Poems

There is an old coat rack
that stands in the hall
and I’ve often wondered
whose coat once hung there.
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Each night as we sleep
we drift into the world of dreams.
Our mind makes up fantasies
through snippets of our daily life.
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You stand near the sand dunes,
a stranger on the shore.
You stand there in black,
colours widows wore,
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You’re like a moth driven to any light,
no matter who they are havin’ fun.
But, what happens when you go too far?
You end up with a reputation,
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You said goodbye,
said that we would not see
each other again.
You said that love had departed,
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Soon the time will come
when I will write my last poem.
It is a matter of choice
than a matter of necessity.
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I’m going west.
Where the snow capped mountains
reach up to the heavens
and their streams
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I like to share a smile with others,
bringing some sunshine in their lives.
Possessions mean nothing to me
and I will give them away to anyone
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We always have something
to be grateful for,
our family and friends
whom enrich our lives
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In life there is only one certainty
and that is one day we will die,
it is only a question of
how and when that remains a mystery.
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