David Harris Poems

Each night we look up to the heavens,
at all the stars twinkling bright.
We all hope there is a star
for us up there.
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The yawning creak of the door
as ivy branches tap the windowpane,
dancing shadows from the candle
caught in a draught from beneath the door.
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Fire never dies, just smoulders,
like love you need to fan it,
to keep the flame alive.
Like the smouldering embers,
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Santa Claus comes to our house
bringing presents for everyone.
Even our cats
get a present from him,
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Shadows of darkness fall over thee,
and a shroud of pristine white covers you.
Death is forming soul, and his raptures be.
I can no longer comfort you,
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For my very good friend JoAnn

There are some nights
you sit alone in front
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I am writing to say its over
everything between us is through.
I am leaving in the morning
on a convict ship
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Some outside signs make you wonder
whose brain was in reverse
when they thought them up.
I walked along a promenade there was a sign,
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I received your invitation;
sorry I will not be there.
After loving you for so long,
it would be too much to bear.
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Bought a parrot
from the corner shop,
the salesman told me
it would talk,
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