David Harris Poems

The wings of night
few silently under a silver moon,
lovers gazed into each other’s eyes
as they walked together
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Could we ever live in a world of understanding?
The question has been asked many times
and always the answer eludes us.
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How many times have you heard
someone say on Christmas Day
this is not what I wanted.
Ungrateful for what they received,
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Warm bodies connect in hugs
warm embraces hold everyone.
Tonight we make more memories
to share throughout our years.
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There is a candle at the edge of the world
that burns for all humanity.
In the daytime, it burns blue
to colour our skies when we wake.
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The broom danced around the room
pushed by unseen hands.
I stood there hypnotised,
and then came the crackling laughter
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We all seek at times
a measure or two
of silken stillness
caught within the hustle bustle
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She sat near the columns of Solomon,
her green liquid pools
overflowing their banks
and running down in streams
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In my make believe life
I fall in love with everyone I meet,
even with strangers
my heart falls at their feet.
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It starts of just before four am
with a put, put, put of an old Volkswagen,
and then descended into
a motorcycle engine on idle
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