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David Harris, 8 december 2011

Vulnerable

Today I almost fell down some stairs.
It gave my life a large jolt
and showed to me how vulnerable we are
as we go through our daily lives.
If it happened to me,
then it could happen to you.
A slight lapse of concentration
any accident can occur.
A missed step could
lead to our final goodbye.
I was lucky this time,
but the next time who knows.

8 December 2011

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David Harris, 9 november 2011

A Traveller Of The Roads

I wonder where I am going
for I know where I have been.
I wonder which new roads
I will have travel down
before I get back here again.

My life is such a mystery
from dawn to dusk,
and I wonder if ever
I will find the place
where I will truly belong.

I am a traveller of the roads
never calling anywhere my home,
but I keep looking for
the right heart on the right road
and a place to call home.

5 November 2011

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David Harris, 23 november 2011

Fascinating Figures In A Flickering Candle Light

The candle flickering
throws fascinating figures
to dance across the walls.
Silhouettes that move
in opulent rhythms,
which are hidden, from our ears.
Fascinating figures that capture
all our imagination can see,
dancing on a faint breeze
that wafts the candle flame
in jubilant games
into the darkened night.
We sit mesmerized by it all
as the silhouettes dance
and sway across the walls,
brought to life by
the flickering candle light.

23 November 2011

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David Harris, 13 november 2011

All Over Again

The fragrant days of summer have disappeared
giving way to the chilly winds of autumn
that strips away the green coats from trees
leaving them bare and barren
before Jack Frost fills the morning air.
Collars hug closely around necks
as the cold white down fall from the sky,
to lay a pale blanket on the ground
that hides some of the unsightly sights and sounds.
Fires burn with radiant glow
as out faced hands try too capture its warmth.
Soon another season will once more awake.
The barren will breathe new life once more
and the colours will return unleashed,
as the circle of the seasons
will begin all over again.

12 November 2011

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David Harris, 12 march 2012

Love

Teardrops fall invisible
amongst the falling rain.
Sadness conceals itself
amongst the anguish and pain.
Love comes in many guises
to catch us unaware
as we travel down our many roads
to seek our fortune there.
Love awaits in corners blind
to steal us in a stolen glance
and we give up to it
at each and every chance.
Thus, the world turns around
waking us each new day
with its own surprises
and you can guess
that love is not far behind.

11 March 2012

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Other poems: Love, The Last Barrier, Quiet, A Christmas Poem, Loneliest Time Of The Year, The Stars Remain, Vulnerable, Hinkle, Finkle And Fee, Fascinating Figures In A Flickering Candle Light, Fields Of Fantasy, A Rose With A Tinted Past, All Over Again, Tracks We Leave Behind, Clouds Across The Moon, A Traveller Of The Roads,