Sean C. Harrison
Sean C. Harrison Poems
Once again she stands motionless
Her eyes searching for something...
Something of beauty she can hold;
Everyday searching, too many times told it's not there.
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I remember my mother's iron will
Which brought us through many rainy days:
One that pledged her children would not suffer the way she had.
I remember her boundless resourcefulness
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Is this tempest forever?
Is the how it never ends
Finding one forsaken,
Bereft of all good friends?
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The soul of a man is his sacred flame.
And there held close are secrets kept,
Nights of hurt no number or name
When on bended knees he wept.
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If fortunes turn for you, my child
I pray you'll learn its fickle ways
So as not to be beguiled
In its fleeting flight of days.
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Impervious the city built by blood
Stood for vast millennia strong;
Its leaden gates like dragon's teeth
Opening only to consume.
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Sequestered somewhere in my mind
Is a place far from this western grind
Where my fingers relearn ancient work
And I am satisfied with what comes in a day.
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If we think about the value of life,
Pondering our own mortality:
What it takes to keep it,
Its simple yet not so simple-existing without complications
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Moths to the flames are we
Restless children of men
Blindly flying, compelled by choice,
Making circles round our suns
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Deep within for lifetimes I've kept you close,
The phantom love I could not find
For years interred beneath the rubble
Of failings and fears,
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We only wondered what could atone this:
This smear of injustice too much for words,
Too great for tears that puzzled even the ancients;
How men, consciences dead, could raze a people
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If none's called to account for crimes against me
Nor some fetters broken that I may be free;
If little returns of the things I gave
My asking is only the gift to be brave.
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Your Name is Woman
Pain emblazoned on your brow,
Each line tells a tale of struggle:
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If it's all the same to you
I'll say it's the same to me too.
You'll see me go and wonder, "What a life!
What adventures await him! "
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It's indeed a day to measure the measureless span
Of time with love as we grasp it with our hands.
Days are few. Let's make them count
For love though not wasted can be lost in doubt.
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Sean C. Harrison Biography
Sean C. Harrison is a singer/songwriter/poet and general writer who began penning material at the age of 14 years. He was educated up to 'A' levels and had a shortlived run at the Edna Manley College of the Visual and Performing Arts where he pursued a performance course in music. Having suffered a number of setbacks as a result of mental illness and other challenges he has not allowed them to deter him in his pursuit of excellence. He won a prestigious creative writing contest in his native country of Jamaica twice, has been featured in Jamaica's longest running newspaper 'The Gleaner' in a number of issues, has self-published a total of 6 collections of poetry available on the internet, has been featured on the Jamaica Poetry Society's New Year/New Voyces 2015 reading, has been featured in the 2Leaf Press' 'Black Lives have Always Mattered' anthology edited by Professor Abiodun Oyewole and has sat with renowned Poet and Professor Emeritus Mervyn Morris to have some of his poetry reviewed as well as Dr. Harold McDermott whom he has known since his formative years and who has affirmed his work. He has been a performer since the tender age of 2 years beginning in his hometown of St. Thomas, Jamaica. He continues to write and his hope is to affect the world positively with his insights and messages.)
The Best Poem Of Sean C. Harrison
Mirror, Mirror
Once again she stands motionless
Her eyes searching for something...
Something of beauty she can hold;
Everyday searching, too many times told it's not there.
So she, lost in that eternal stare
Peruses the fine lines, the brows, the cheeks.
But what she seeks is not found in a reflection.
She needs a stare deeper within
Where the ugliness lies snug
In a lack of hugs and affirming words;
A bonafide love for the awkwardness,
The less than perfect nose and the cheekbones not so high,
The words that don't come out quite right.
For the mirror is a terror to a dissatisfied, unsettled heart
That cannot see beauty beyond the physical glare.
She must learn one day to search much deeper there
Where she'll see contentment smiling,
Finally understanding this is the purest
Prettiest reflection ever known and ever shown.
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Sean C. Harrison Quotes
A life of service is the best example of a life well lived.
A man who loves to listen will learn much. But he who refuses to hear will have no wisdom but his own.
The pursuit of knowledge does not start with superior intellect but a questioning mind.
A man who is rich and not kind is like a bee who gives no honey.
An honest, unbiased examination of one's faith will always unearth inconsistencies despite all the truth it embodies.
Courage and hope have one trajectory and it is upwards.
The day of peace is never as valued as it is in the time of chaos and adversity.
A life fully lived is as the complete cycle of the seasons. Spring is infancy. Summer is youth. Autumn is adulthood and winter is old age.
Contentment is the only remedy for what we cannot have.
Achievement is only important as a means to an end, not only in one's actualization but the common good.
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