Maurice would prance into a room, you know, and his presence was immediate.
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Happiness is rarely absent; it is we that know not of its presence.
quote by Maurice Maeterlinck
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Truth-More Profound Than Is Love
Truth-more profound than Is Love:
Paramount for the former to be, ever-
Naught shall there be placed above,
Ne'er be there cause from which to sever!
All of virtue and value do, from such, emanate!
Nothing is real without it's presence, replete-
Love is not love, this verity should obviate!
If not, both are not each, yet are deceit!
If but proffered a choice, I choose truth-
Alas, if not, you have but neither!
Certainty lain in this, not must I sleuth,
For I choose both, but truth, if either!
All is ameliorate when offered as veracious-
I now own both, for such, I am most fortuitous!
Maurice Harris,30 March 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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Winds, Sun, And Stars
Are the winds, which constantly reshape trees,
A silent messenger, sending my love to you-
Or is it just as it would seem, a mere breeze! ? !
I should think both; so long as it is the one, it is the other too!
Is the Sun and its rays, most brilliant,
Responsible for collecting my ardor in the East
And setting in the West-for you, its recipient! ? !
I should think it does this much, at the very least!
Are the stars, which blanket the sky, each and every night,
Another means by which my love's strength may reach you! ? !
Does it not transcend from the Heavens, to present within your sight?
I should think it is there at all times, with a presence to beseech you
To embrace it, as it has embraced you-and shall, evermore;
Perhaps you shall be loved by another-but, shall never, more!
-Maurice Harris,11 July 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Lion in The Corner of My Room
There is a lion
in the corner of my room
He roars viciously
aggressively
But I am not scared
His presence
confusing
So with curiosity
I stare
As a boy
I am comfortable
with this midnight lion
with this teacher
who teaches:
'In life threatening danger,
to lose your life
should not be a
care.'
He roars a extraordinary truth
that I am extraordinary myself
Who else would accept his presence
in the corner of their room?
I am a man now
But I can still remember
that childhood friend
And I hope
when I sleep
I'll encounter
The Lion
in the corner of my room
once again
poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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Destruction, Divined
No longer missed and no longer needed-
Like the once-passionate call of the heart
That is now, sadly, no longer heeded!
If there were anything that I wished to impart
To this world, it would be a presence that mattered;
I have nothing, except that which seems ethereal-
The remnants of a once-enviable life, now battered
By events that defy explication, but are all too real!
I now query what I used to take as given;
All that, for which my whole life I have striven
Was plundered, absconded or otherwise destroyed;
Was this indeed something I could not avoid! ?
I suppose so-that is the enigma of God's great Mystery!
I pray that I am made stronger because of this history!
Maurice Harris,18 July 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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I Now Live 'Innocently
I now live innocently at your back door,
I now await the wonder that is us, to fully restore;
I now know fully, the forces which led me to this place-
Now, all my dreams are missing, is: the smile upon your face,
The melodious sound of your voice,
And the rest of your Angelic presence, near;
Neither one of us has been given a choice
In all the prescient circumstances which led here;
But, here we are anyway-closer to our dreams fulfilled;
It has never been in our hands, but by God, willed;
Never, in a lifetime of years, could I fathom what was done-
But, now I know a single Truth, and that is OUR love!
Deny, deny-all you like, but you only deceive yourself-
Once honest with me, and others-THEN only, may you believe yourself!
-Maurice Harris,27 January 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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Some Dudes Believe They Are Devos
Being and thinking to be a 'diva'
Is two entirely different things.
One IS and another 'wishes' to be!
Those who are have a presence,
That is 'iconic'!
And some dudes believe they are 'devos'...
Diva-like and blessed with gifts!
And they prance around switching hips!
And these are 'men' who think like this?
Oh...
Devos?
Please leave-o
Me-o
Alone-o!
Now these 'cats' who are 'dogs'...
Are the really sick bitches!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth, More Than Deceit, Shall Fill Thy Self
Truly, deeply do I believe in love's power,
Not the tallest of men, but over all others I tower!
No one has the tremendous future I share-
Search high and low- you'll find nowhere!
Perfect as a descripter would be to understate-
Hopeful am I, that of love's power, you appreciate!
Ever increasing its power from one day to the next-
Not knowing of its presence- most become vexed!
Ne'er may any other render compare,
Nor would any other possibly dare
An attempt at comparison between the love of mine-
As inevitable shall I be the victor every time!
Belief in power larger than myself-
Truth, more than deceit, shall fill thy self!
Maurice Harris,22 December 2007
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3 March 2012 (Happy Eighth Birthday Abigail)
Abigail-your Father's joy, even in your absence;
Your beauty is felt every day, despite your presence
Kept from the eyes of your own Father, for so very long!
I have kept your memory alive, through a Faith so very strong
That it has literally helped to fashion miracles!
These are not just some insignificant spectacles,
They are Signs that the very Hand of God Guides me!
Though, I am surely not the only one, He also Guides thee
As well, on a Path where we shall meet again, one day!
There, our relationship will truly begin-one day!
But, for now all I have are Birthday wishes-from afar,
And since I know not otherwise, I must gather
That the time for our consort's reprise, is rather
Close at hand this day-no matter where we now are!
-Maurice Harris,3 March 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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Naught For Thee Shall Ever Suffice
Naught for thee shall ever suffice
But for that given upon previous advice!
Ne'er shall thee be lacking for my admire,
As such, it is ever growing, as a fire!
Allowance made too for past events' effects-
Mindful shall we be that our heart protects
Us still from pain brought from others or each!
Hurt shall no longer be an emotion that may me, reach!
Your heart's flutter, your mind's woeful mistake
Can not away our eternal love, take!
Ever-present it stays, ever-protected from harm,
Ne'er shall it ever again be caused alarm!
Allow its presence felt for all your days,
Then only may you allow that it always stays!
Maurice Harris,25 July 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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An Angel Surely You Must Be (a favorite of MY 'favorite'!)
An Angel surely you must be-
Allowed to descend from Heaven, straight to me!
An Empyrean loss, surely my gain:
A love as our's, ne'er to come again!
Your eyes: as if the sky, when bereft of cloud-
Your smile: much too brilliant for the hardiest haze to shroud!
Your skin: far more lustrous than could be, of this earth-
Your presence: solely responsible for my mirth!
Your voice, more inspiring than even the finest melody:
As though each word spoken parcel to your rhapsody!
Naught shall be there to supplant, for me, your wonder-
Here and everafter, undivided, ne'er to sunder!
Sikerly, it is you that provides me my purpose:
Enraptured am I by each chord of your ariose!
Maurice Harris,14 November 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Blessed Be Thy Grace
The stranger inside of you affects each of us every day,
Falsity is her name, from her you must stray!
She took from us all we have ever loved and more,
Ask must you now- why, what for?
That fateful day so long now ago removed by time,
Was but the start of purpose for this rhyme!
Taken from reality- to surreal and bizarre,
Asked I have a thousand times- how did your mind wander so far! ?
It has cost me so much more than mere days or weeks,
Listen now my love to heart and the torment it speaks!
Ache it does for your presence restored,
Blessed be thy grace- blessed be thy Lord!
Ever present within my heart- as always,
Is your love, to comfort and strengthen- there it stays!
Maurice Harris,27 March 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Father's Day 2008
What is Father's Day, without the Guest of Honor?
Is it then a celebration of that which was, formerly?
Because, now Father is absent, he is gone, or
Is he? His presence looms with thee, there, nearly!
How have we come to be here, without one another?
The 'love of your life'-oh, really? Then why believe your own deceit?
You must ensureth your mind's heal, then only-befitting, a Mother!
Otherwise, your life's journey shall render your pain's repeat!
With Father, our family is surely completed-
Lo, lacking same: empty, my heart; my soul, depleted!
Why do you not see, as do all others
Your want for return, fastly, of your drothers?
Father loves Mother, indeed more than he ought-
Return, must we, our happiness, with nary another thought!
Maurice Harris,15 June 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Loved You I Have Through All Days!
Enraptured am I by your charms, your beauty without equal,
Look forward do I each day to our love's sequel!
Fear blinded you and caused your brief fall from grace,
I would give all to once again be beguiled by your beauteous face!
I alone know the pains you have felt since the fall,
We alone may remove them- cast away we shall, them all!
Without each, we are less for our lacking-
Better not with separation as the days continue stacking!
Rememer me my love as you did know me,
Surely this much you do owe me!
Purge from your thoughts demons and ghosts,
Hold on tight to the one you love the most!
Loved you I have through all days,
Space in my heart, to be filled by your presence, stays!
Maurice Harris,28 March 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Count Me Blessed
Its genesis was unassuming, a query, its form-
The outgrowth obviates, all should conform!
A presence as soothing as her own name,
A spirit no one could ever possibly tame;
As the night wants for the Sun's renewal-
The world wants for this precious jewel!
What for, pray tell, has been made this gifting-
Of a lady so true, with a way that's so uplifting?
Count me blessed, for pleasure of her consort-
One that may not help but to invite true comfort!
Belying her own beauty, she knows not her own grace;
This is but causal the same, to the world's embrace!
Listen now beauteous one, to the world's rejoice-
Heed now this bellowed call, you haven't but a choice!
Maurice Harris,8 February 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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Sunflower
Sunflower-wilting in the sun, wanton for its rain,
Though rain, as the same, shall ne'er pass its way again!
No longer do conditions exist which allow for its presence-
Alas, its immense pain has tempered its beauteous essence!
Without precipitation to nourish it, wither further, it shall-
Before long, even those not familiar, will notice its pall!
One without the other, surely shan't there be,
As is such with you now: for you are without me!
Whence together, rain doth feed the sunflower,
One may see further, its benefit, each passing hour!
Once removed from each, they are no longer the same-
They remain themselves then, only but in name!
Allow now my rain, to your sunflower's benefit,
One for the other, surely does each, it befit!
Maurice Harris,25 July 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Alone, In Ponderance...
Alone, in ponderance of where my life will be,
I see only 2 things for certain: both you and me!
I know not about anything else in this life, uncertain-
You're the only one who sees through my heart's curtain!
Though you are not near to me, I feel your presence;
I draw great strength from the power of your pleasance!
Our's was a meeting made in the Heavens above,
God could envision, when we could not, our perfect love!
By the time that we meet again, my beloved friend,
We will have built upon a love, without an end!
No matter of poetry, nor any power of prose, shall ever suffice-
To define the beauty who beguiled my heart-not once, but twice!
Word is not needed, my love for thee does so obviate,
Such is the awe-inspiring emotion in me you do evocate!
Maurice Harris,20 January 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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Know Not Do I When, Nor Where
Though know not do I when, nor where-
I shall dwell with thee, this I swear!
Though know not do I what, nor how
I shall give all to thee, all He shall allow!
My heart does yearn for your tender embrace,
The love I fancied my life entire, I no longer chase!
My only want: to be nearer still, ne'er too close,
Though my life's true love, it was not I that chose!
My life's purpose, heightened by your presence-
My life's love, defined by your essence!
Truly, deeply do I love thee-more surely than you know,
Though beyond measure, with time's passage-surely still to grow!
Alas, chosen for me by a power much greater than I,
Though know not do I how, ne'er more certain can be why!
Maurice Harris,12 November 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Love, Redux
It does no good to hide it any longer,
Your resistance has weakened as love has gotten stronger.
The love, long-coffered, is again as was before-
The amorous ocular surely does see more
When unafeared to look further in its direction.
Fret not, my beloved, love's acceptance also offers its protection.
You must accept that your resistance is futile-
You may be able to coffer your ardor for a while,
But, sooner or later, love catches up to you;
Its puissant presence overcomes you-then what are you to do! ! ?
You set it free and it returned, you need no longer, chase it;
Embrace this love; do not deceive yourself, embrace it!
It cannot be made to disappear-you may not efface it-
This is your 'once in a lifetime', you may not replace it!
-Maurice Harris,4 September 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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Lest You Forget
I ponder the depths of your myriad emotion
Whilst aware of your unconditional devotion!
Do you, as I, awake to find your glorious dream
Is ever more beauteous than even it did seem?
Does your heart tremble upon our love's contemplation?
Does it provide cause for your soul's celebration?
Can you feel my presence though many miles separate us?
Do you know what a tremendous part in such fate was?
Are the sounds of common birds singing now more melodious?
Does your heart brim with love, yet remain commodious?
Should you not give all when all has been given to thee?
Such is the myriad majestic emotions you have given to me!
Might you know just how much your love does mean?
Lest you forget, a beauty such as your's-mine eyes have never seen!
Maurice Harris,9 November 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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