David Harrison


A Poem For The Sake Of It - Poem by David Harrison

Mirrors remind me,
Of shapes that can be.
The world is an iceberg,
To sink what I see.
I hold what is held,
And dropp what could be.
I am the lost,
Found by the plea.
The world is a chance,
Lost to the sea.
Please let me be,
A hope that dies free.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 4, 2010


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