Idyllic
My love waits for me
on a distant shore
where palm trees grow
and gentle warms winds blow.
Where golden sands stretch
for as far as the eyes can see
and the crystal blue waters
roll to the shore lazily.
Where the large golden eye
looks down from the sky
and life moves at a slower pace
as time slips silently by.
Away from the maddening crowd,
my life’s treasure awaits for my returning
to our home once more
when my roving days are through.
2 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Early Works - Sea Of Dreams
On the sea of dreams,
I sail to a distant shore
where cross words are never spoken
and love rules by gentle persuasion
where doors are open with beckoning friendship
and lovers are seen hand in hand
across fields of green and golden sands.
I wish I could linger moments longer
but the morning hours are calling me
from across the dreamy sea
a world sometimes to harsh to bare
awaits my returning
another day of toil
aching muscles over rich soil
a family must be fed
so there’s no more time
to lie and dream in bed.
16 July 1981
poem by David Harris
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Our Land Of Make Believe
Relaxing back, we dream of things
imagining they could happen some way,
a meeting taking place
in a romantic rendezvous,
falling in love with the most wonderful person of all.
Going where our imagination takes us
in our world of make believe.
Journeying away from reality,
lying on a sandy beach
where the palm trees sway,
watching the blue sparkling waters
roll lazily to the shore.
Feeling the finer things in life given to us in one go.
Some call it a pipe dream
but in reality it is our imagination set free and let go
in our world of make believe.
In reality, our lives are tied
by invisible strings that bind us.
In our imagination we are set free
from any restraints to come and go as we please,
to make ourselves that perfect world,
our heaven on earth
in our land of make believe.
28 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Mistress Of All Time
(enlightened woman)
She dances on the seven seas
Dances on the ocean
Sunlight on her golden hair
Shapes of pure emotion
Her voice is heard like
Crystal words across the sky
She moves just like an angel
Shes the mistress of all time
Her sun pours down like liquid gold
To chase away the sorrows
Her clothes are like a million stars
Made of tears and rainbows
And all the while
Her senses smile into my life
She moves just like an angel
Shes a mistress of all time
Just like the restless
To a mission bell
I must run to her
Meet her everywhere
As her music fills the universe
She leaves the dancing visions
Of her image on the water
And precious stones upon the shore
From every distant corner
Like diamonds in the light
They shine beyond the stars
She moves just like an angel
Shes the mistress of all time
She dances on the seven seas
Dances on the ocean
Sunlight on her golden hair
Shapes of pure emotion
Her voice is heard like
Crystal words across the sky
She moves me like an angel
Shes the mistress of all time
She moves me like an angel
A voice of pure emotion
Her tears are like a rainbow
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Raven and the Fox (reprise)
A raven, dark as sorrow’s dream
Sat perched upon a tree
His sable wings and golden eye
His gaze turned to the sea.
The memory of his vixen, red
Though far on distant shore
Does take his love on yonder wind
To seek her evermore
As shadows stretch on to the west
Silent vigil, yet he keeps
To wait the lonely dawn for she
His love across the sea
The sky there he’d forsake
For sake of she on distant shore
And ride the airs of lonely night
Lonely nevermore
poem by Christopher Thor Britt
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Island In The Sun
The palm trees sway
under a warm Mediterranean breeze
as we lay on a golden beach somewhere,
dreaming that you and I could be,
castaways on an island in the sun.
Blue waters kissing the beach
beneath our feet
as we walk hand in hand
in the sand at sunset time.
The world a million miles away,
never to bother us anymore.
What a lovely dream,
to be washed up on that shore,
you and I for evermore.
poem by David Harris
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When You Are In Love
When you are in love,
you walk with harmony
through an enchanted land.
The world and its misery
never seem to pass before your eyes
only the sunshine dawn
of every passing day.
An inner glow keeps you warm
during the coldest day
and you are protected
from any harm that may come your way.
When you are in love,
green fields stretch forever
to greet the dawning sun.
Golden beaches hold no footprints
except those you make together
as the waves rush to greet you
as you walk along the shore.
When you are in love,
the world is at peace with you
and no conflict ever passes your eyes,
only golden moments
to last for eternity.
When you are in love
this is all that you will see.
31 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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I Lay Down By The Shore Of Where I Am
I LAY DOWN BY THE SHORE OF WHERE I AM
I lay down by the shore of where I am-
The heavy long waters have already gone by-
Night is coming,
And night may be dark for a long time-
I will not lay down for long
I will rest
And then I will begin again-
Another sea another shore another world-
Who knows how vast the Beyond is
And whether if real it goes on forever?
I have rested enough-
Let the waters roll
I am on my way to another universe
All of you I have loved, Goodbye for now
Let us meet again somewhere else we cannot begin to see now-
Love rolls through all the Universes and it will take us too to another shore and a new paradise.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Prisoner
THERE, where the swift Rhone's waters flow
Its verdant banks between;
Where fragrant myrtles bending grow,
And Rhone reflects their green;
There, where the vineyards deck the hills,
And o'er the valleys spread,
Which golden citrons' fragrance fills,
And plantains rear their head—
There stood, as sunk the lord of day,
Upon the smiling shore,
One who long watch'd the waters play,
And thought his sorrows o'er;
A Russian hero— stolen by war,
The honour of the Don;
Divided from his friends afar,
He wander'd there alone.
'O roll!' he sang, 'ye waters roll—
Flow in your glory on;
Your waves shall waken on my soul
The memory of the Don.
My days pass by without an aim,
Amidst life's busy roar;
For what is life without its fame,
Or the bright world?— 'tis poor.
'Now nature wears its spring-tide dress,
The sun shines splendidly;
All liberty and loveliness—
O! why am I not free?
O roll, ye waters! rage, thou Rhone!
And waken, as ye roll,
The thoughts of my domestic zone
Within my troubled soul.
'The maidens here are fair and bright,
Their glance is full of fire;
And their all-graceful smiles of light
Might satisfy desire
'But what is love in foreign lands,
Or joy?— I only know
The joy and love that bless our sands,
Midst forests and midst snow.
'Give me my freedom— let me tread
Once more my country's strand;
With frost and storm all overspread—
My home— my father-land!
Deep is the snow around my door;
But give me my own steed,
And day and night, the mountains o'er,
Me to my home he'll lead.
'At home, there's one who sits and keeps
The memory of her love;
And often to the window creeps,
And pours her prayers above.
She guards the thoughts of him whose mind
Guards every thought of her;
She pats the horse I left behind—
How privileged to be there!
'O roll, thou Rhone! ye waters roll—
Rush in your glory on;
Your waves still waken in my soul
The memory of the Don.
Come, winds! come hither from the north,
Come, in your freshness, come:
And thou bright pole-star blazen forth,
Memento of my home!'
So spake the prisoner, as he turn'd
To Lyons his tired eye,
When long in exile's chains he mourn'd
His hapless destiny.
He sang— the Rhone roll'd proudly on,
The moon oft kiss'd its tide;
And oft on Lyons' turrets shone
The sun in all his pride.
poem by Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov
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Seascape Longing
Even though our block is larger now
We still relish the sand to the concrete
Skyscraper ways and bustling days
Leave us feeling, somehow, incomplete
The rhapsody of the shore beckons to us
The azure blue sea bids us to come
Palm trees wave at us in the gentle breeze
Tropical warmth summons from the sun
Lazy days of we beach combers arrive
Steeped in divine harmony thats only just begun
A most welcome repose for many and elusive rose
Far away from the concrete jungle-we run
Nestled 'neath the palm fronds shade
Comfey and cozy 'neath their home tree
Sun peeks through-from sky of cobalt blue
At last-my darling-'tis just you and me
poem by Theodora Onken
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Crisp emerald palm trees
Breezing softly with desire
On hot golden sands
Upon the crystal ocean
Where sunset gleams like fire
tanka by Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson
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My Brother's Gift
Son of light in heavens flight
You are so strong and pure
Your treasure lies within your soul
And I am very sure
That as you wander on the shore
Of life I know you'll find
That precious jewel of happiness
Upon the sands of time.
The many paths you travel
On your journey here
With sweetest love
And gentle touch
It all becomes quite clear.
The sacred mission of your life
The gift of healing fear.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Roses
Roses grow on prickly vines,
most of the roses I have known
have been picked,
and in another’s garden grow.
Their perfume scents another’s home
to mature as time flows
bringing happiness as they grow
though summer’s sun
and winter’s snows.
My rose lives within my home
and still warms this heart of mine.
3 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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A Family Reunion
And as I approach
the light, I pray my
FATHER
is there waiting for
me.
As he extends his
hand
I will carry the load.
Moving on with him,
We look toward the
silver sea.
standing on the
crystal shore is my
MOTHER.
As we approach her,
my family circle is
comming together.
Reaching for us, we
embrace.
Moving on, we continue
toward the golden gate.
There at the golden
gate waits my sweet
BROTHERS:
Young and handsome,
as they were in youth.
My eyes fill with tears,
I am overjoyed to see
them
They always took care
of sister.
ANGELS
appear, each carries
one of our little
BABIES.
In life great our sorrow.
I am thrilled to know
ANGELS
attended to them for
us.
The circle is complete
A family reunion has
begun.
poem by Heather Burns
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Sands And Why
As the rights of passage,
slips away from my hands,
like sands blow by the gusts of winds,
time just ticks on by,
as stars fall from the sky,
it is not for me to question why,
life to live to love to die.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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The Ocean Blue
The ocean shining like crystals
The fish swimming in the blue lagoon
Area so vast in miles
Large enough to hold the reflection of the moon
Mountains under the salty depths
Creatures with undescribable beauty
Palm trees on the shore nearby
Caring for unappreciated duties
Tails of unknown animals
Flowing waves that they create
Forming many more families
As the mother and father mates
The sun heats the crests
The hot sand on the shore
Standing on the sidelines
Wishing animals could speak, so you can have a tour
The chilling waters only covering the toes
Missing out will make you only rue
That you have missed out on the true beauty of the world
The magnificent, majestic ocean blue
poem by TaBresha Bozeman
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Forever Autumn
The summer sun is fading
As the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near.
The winter winds will be much colder
Now you're not here.
I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
And one by one they disappear.
I wish that I was flying with them
Now you're not here.
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away.
Through autumns golden gown we used to kick our way
You always loved this time of year.
Those fallen leaves lay undisturbed now
Cause you're not here.
Cause you're not here.
Cause you're not here.
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me.
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away.
A gentle rain pours softly on my weary eyes.
As if to hide a lonely tear.
My life will be forever autumn
Cause you're not here.
Cause you're not here.
Cause you're not here.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Golden Days
There are days in our life
we often refer to as our golden days.
Days that will live forever in our memory,
days when our life felt so comfortable
and we had that warm feeling inside.
Times we wished could last forever
and everyday would be like them.
Sadly, all too soon they are placed into our memory.
Sometimes we get the chance to relive them
for a brief spell now and then
whenever we stop and reminisce
with an old friend.
Then for the briefest of moments,
we are transported back then,
the time of our golden days again.
2 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Eudaemon
O happiness, I know not what far seas,
Blue hills and deep, thy sunny realms surround,
That thus in Music's wistful harmonies
And concert of sweet sound
A rumor steals, from some uncertain shore,
Of lovely things outworn or gladness yet in store:
Whether thy beams be pitiful and come,
Across the sundering of vanished years,
From childhood and the happy fields of home,
Like eyes instinct with tears
Felt through green brakes of hedge and apple-bough
Round haunts delightful once, desert and silent now;
Or yet if prescience of unrealized love
Startle the breast with each melodious air,
And gifts that gentle hands are donors of
Still wait intact somewhere,
Furled up all golden in a perfumed place
Within the folded petals of forthcoming days.
Only forever, in the old unrest
Of winds and waters and the varying year,
A litany from islands of the blessed
Answers, Not here . . . not here!
And over the wide world that wandering cry
Shall lead my searching heart unsoothed until I die.
poem by Alan Seeger
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As The Day Was Passing
The waves lapped gently to the shore
as a flotilla of sailboats rested
in corridors on the water
with their white sails stained crimson
by the setting sun
an evocative silence cloaked each and every one
as they nudged against their mooring
to each gentle wave that passed by.
A tourniquet of lovers
stood watching by the shore
as the day was passing
to be with us no more.
13 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Becoming One With GOD
Silently skipping along the Suwannee’s edge,
Listening to the swift waters give their pledge,
Quickly carrying the Earths excess to the sea,
Where a hot sun awaits to set the purity free.
Trying to envision the enigmatic waters spirit,
Seeing its determination, I openly cheer for it,
My praise to its Creator ring so loud and clear,
As I feel His very presence draw ever so near,
Large sturgeons jump waters face as they play,
Nearing a landing made from natural gray clay,
Hearing a call from a wind rustling in the trees,
Saying walk life not alone come walk with me.
Recalling when as a youth I would here walk,
As with my Cherokee ancestors I would talk,
Trek with honor within life’s circle to the end,
Keep truth and peace to everything be a friend.
Attend to Wisdom’s every cry doing your part,
Better to give than receive, from all evil depart,
Full circle the savior will call, life here is done,
Returning with Jesus the Son, to GOD as one.
poem by Joseph Blitch
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