David Harris Poems

Entering the flat
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Through my life, I have been plagued
with things I can’t explain.
One night while I was living in Canada,
my parents, my sister and I were walking home,
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The waves race up the shore,
and then retreat quickly.
It’s hard to tell what they seek
or what they leave behind.
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We meet in our special places,
away from prying eyes,
away from voices that condemn,
the happiness together we have found.
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There is no crime in passion,
only if jealousy perceives it be.
Passion means love,
an outpouring of emotions there.
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I wish the world
was a million miles away,
and would leave me alone.
In loneliness, I feel someone.
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There are days when yours spirits are down,
and others when your spirits are high.
Then there are days, when you want to sit down
and have a damn good cry.
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The words you said to me,
you repeat to someone new.
You say the things I want to hear,
but are you sincere?
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You went away a long time ago,
set me adrift in an emotional sea.
I couldn’t find someone new,
‘cause I was chained to a memory of you.
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Your watching an old film
that you have seen before,
then suddenly the faces appear there
of those who watched it with you,
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