David Harris Poems

The clouds were in line,
like stepping-stones from the horizon,
painted pink and grey
from the setting sun
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For everyone on their Birthday

Today is your birthday
may the celebration
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The sea, the sea beckons me
with its sirens call.
The lure of its wandering waves,
get a boat and sail with me.
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The story I am about to tell
is about a man who fell down a well.
His real name was Costaswell
that was until he fell down the well
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A penny for your thoughts
so the saying goes,
you can have all mine
and they won’t cost you a red cent.
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We look at an old chair and wonder
whose bottom once sat there.
Was it someone Royal
or someone posh
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Mountains with their snow-white tops
stare down at the plains below
watching the tumbleweeds roll
where the wind does blow.
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In a world where nothing is ugly,
how can one describe beauty?
The answer is like a twinkling star,
that seems to go on forever,
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The sun is setting slowly in the west,
to put another day at rest.
The moon now rises from the east,
as stillness drifts through our world,
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A trip of a smile,
confidence aside,
I knock on the door,
wondering what treasures,
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