Passions
Passions sometimes burn
long after things have come and gone.
You take the holiday of a lifetime,
meet strangers who become friends,
people you so dearly love to see again
and hope you’ll get the chance.
You remember your partings
the last hugs and tears,
also the fears you had
at the thought of meeting them.
How they vanished at the first sight
and the hugs you received.
Now all you want and even long for
is to do it again and again,
hoping it will be the same
for everyone one of them.
18 July 2009
poem by David Harris
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My Canadian Chronicles 007
I felt so nervous about meeting
the people I was going to see,
then we arrived and those nerves vanished within the hugs.
Everyone said it would be all right,
but I wasn’t sure.
Now I know they were right.
They have taken us under their wing
making our holiday the best one we’ve ever had.
The biggest sadness will be when we have to part
and I know that when I leave
I will be leaving a piece of my heart.
I will never have any regrets
for I know I have done the right thing.
I have travelled thousands of miles to meet with friends
that have made my heart sing.
The words when you come back again
brought tears to this humble man.
Knowing that from being an outsider
I finally found where I fit inside.
The wellspring of friendship
has overflowed with their kindness,
the kind we are all looking for.
I feel a warmth inside like I’ve never felt before.
Each moment in their company
stores more memories to treasure
for as long as I may live.
9 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Hugs
Hugs are for affection
given to those you care about.
I use them as my trademark
then the ladies know I am about.
One lady that I know
whenever we meet
to hug me takes a flying leap
nearly knocking me off my feet.
Another lady that I know
when she hugs me I have the feeling
she never wants to let me go.
Everyone loves a hug
as it shows you care.
Even our pets like a hug
as it shows them we are there.
Therefore, when you meet someone
you like or love,
give them a big hug
and let your affections flow.
10 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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First Loves
Always our first love
is the one we remember most.
That love that seemed beyond our grasp
and always got away.
I remember my first love
and all the things I did to woo her.
The love letters that took
half a dozen envelopes to send,
and the things I bought her
that were all in vain.
We talked to one another
and that’s as far as it got,
no hugs and kisses there.
Then as fast as she entered my life,
she was gone from it.
I heard a few stories,
but never saw her again.
She alone has inspired
so many writings in my life
that I would dearly love to meet her just once again.
I have often thought of writing
to the old address where she lived,
but I know she doesn’t liver there anymore.
What happened to her
I could never rightly say,
for all I know
she could live a half a world away.
However, wherever she is after forty years
I still remember her
as if it were yesterday.
I guess that’s how some of our first loves go,
slipping through our fingers
like tiny grains of sand.
Leaving us with only memories
of what our life might have been.
16-17 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Hugs and Tears
You sit in a public place
watching faces as they pass
and then you see one
you haven’t seen in years
and moments later
it is all hugs and tears
as the years fade away
to the days when you were young.
You sit and reminisce
times of long ago,
but your time together
is compressed to the year.
You stand up to say goodbye again
among the hugs and tears.
poem by David Harris
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You Are What I Give Thanks For.
You Are What I Give Thanks For.
I hope you haven't had your fill
of good blessings & holiday wishes
For I have yet to give you mine
oh how I wish it were hugs & kisses
All year long I miss you
& wish we could be near
Although very far apart we are
in my heart I hold you dear
Especially are these feelings
when Thanksgiving Day comes 'round
For you are what I give thanks for
with you true friendship's found
I hope your day is happy
filled with family, laughter & love
I hope your heart is smiling
& filled with blessings from above.
Traci Dean Walters,2009
poem by Traci Dean Walters
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We need 4 hugs a day for survival. We need 8 hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth.
quote by Virginia Satir
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Two Strangers
In 1958, I last saw someone
whom would disappear from my life
until December 2006.
Our meeting was not face to face,
but across the internet.
Three cheers for technology.
She recognised me from an old school photo
it was not until I saw the class photo
after she pointed out herself
that I did recognise who she was.
For countless years you see,
I thought of her under a different name
which why I did not recognise her straight away.
The New Year came and we talked
about how our lives in the intervening years.
She introduced me to a friend
whom did the same thing as me - write.
At first, I was confused
and within our correspondence,
my confusion did show.
I gave out so many mixed signals
that I shudder to think at what she thought.
Slowly as time passed,
I grew more admiration for these two strangers
who suddenly entered into my life
and they became firm friends.
Years before I had given up on writing,
the one thing that I did best.
Like two earth angels,
they lifted me and carried me though
to a new chapter in my life.
The names of these two angels
are Suzanne Gaddess and Melvina Germain.
Between them both,
they gave me friendship
and much, much more.
They dragged me from the pit of despair
and showed me the right road to take.
I have never looked back since,
well only occasionally
to make sure my two loving friends are still there.
In 2009, I plan to meet them
and give each some great big hugs
to these two wonderful strangers
I met across the internet.
14 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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Happy Birthday JoAnn
It’s that time of year for someone
when the birthday bells ring out.
Oh, yes JoAnn, my Lil sis,
it’s your birthday.
I hope this birthday brings with it a year
of happiness and good cheer.
That you will get all the things your heart desires.
We all have dreams and I know you do to,
I am hoping and praying all yours will come true.
Although you are thousands miles away,
I wish I could be there to celebrate with you.
As that is impossible at the moment anyway,
I will send some love, hugs and kisses your way.
Happy Birthday Lil sis.
Happy Birthday JoAnn.
Have a great Day and a wonderful time.
Love and Hugs Big Bruv.
3 October 2008
poem by David Harris
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Happy singles Valentine’s Day
Happy singles Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s day come once a year.
Do not feel disappointed if you single tonight
No gifts of chocolates or flowers
No special someone present
Go out have fun enjoy
Who know who will be around?
Tonight is the night
Take a look around but don’t be desperate
First come do not jump on the bike
We cannot know how deep if it falls again
Can you afford to make another mistake?
A little bit of flirting, A little bit of hugs,
And a little bits of kisses to be the beginning
Set in motion it harmless thing to begins
To enjoy this wonderful single Valentine’s Day
Hope the one we meet tonight will be the last.
The one we been waiting for such a long time.
The Love of our lives has begins
And Hope we will meet again another day,
To make this a memory night for rest of our lives
Happy singles Valentine’s Day
Big hugs and kisses to all sweet singles
By SEE
poem by See Fee Lee
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Infinite Moment
Sometimes something magic happens,
two people meet who are worlds apart.
They meet by chance
and each touch the others heart.
We can give no explanations
except to say that it does
and that is what happened to me.
When I went on holiday,
we were strangers until we hugged
one another in an airport far away.
In that infinite moment
our lives changed forever,
we became closer than we had ever been.
When we eventually parted
if was if we were family.
25 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Goodbyes
Goodbyes are never easy
for you never know
if you will ever meet again
after the hugs and then you are gone.
The memories of your meeting
will live your life through.
You will remember everything
living it repeatedly through.
That last wave as you depart
you hold close to your heart
always hoping for the next time
when you can hold them close again.
Goodbyes are never easy
our glazed eyes tell us so
as we look forward to the next time
and the welcome backs as we go.
8 May 2010
poem by David Harris
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Actually I Have Nothing To Say To You
so we meet again and you are seated
next to me
by chance our eyes meet and we remember the times
when once we were together
we were not lovers
we may think we were friends we ate together till the night comes
we drank on the same glass
of wine when our heads began to fly bubbles in the air
you ask me if i remember
how can i forget? it is you and it is always me still
by chance we meet again and
our eyes meet like the headlights
of two cars colliding one dark night
i still remember
there is nothing that hurts that always last
i still remember and i know you also remember
the screeching on the streets and the marks of shocked tires
we do not like to remember that which hurt us both
you have nothing to say and actually to be honest and
blatant about this meeting by chance
i have nothing to say but i could have told you i want simply to forget
you but i can't
forget you and erase you
you always leave this mark that i cannot just hate and believe
that you do not exist at all
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Canadian Chronicles 23
Woke up this morning
feeling a twinge of regret
with only five days left
of the most wonderful holiday
that my wife and I have ever had.
The people we have met
are now friends forever
and there will be sadness
when we have to leave them
and make our journey home.
We can only hope
in the not to distant future
we will get the chance
to meet up together again.
15 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Love Is A Long Road
There was a girl I knew
She said she cared about me
She tried to make my world
The way she thought it should be
Yeah we were desperate then
To have each other to hold
But love is a long road
Yeah love is a long long road
There were so many times
I would wake up at noon
Yeah, with my head spinning round
I would wait for the moon
And give her one more chance
To try and save my soul
But love is a long road
Yeah love is a long long road
Some things are hard to give up
Some things are hard to let go
Some things are never enough
I guess I only can hope
For maybe one more chance
To try and save my soul
But love is a long road
Yeah love is a long long road
Love is a long long road
Y eah love is a long long road
Oh, its a long long road
song performed by by Tom Petty
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My Canadian Chronicles 29
Sometimes we have fears
that things are going to go wrong,
but when they happen,
the opposite occurs.
Instead of going wrong
things, turn out better
than you could have even imagined.
You fly half way around the world
to meet people who are strangers
only to find your fears never materialize.
You are happy and feel at home
within their company,
then you begin to wonder why
you so feared the things that you did.
16 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Missing You
Hey grandma
I know your there
Sometimes I can sense you
I hope you know that I still care
And remember all the times we went through
I’ve dealt with the fact that I’ll miss you forever
Or as long as my lifetime lasts
But I know that someday we’ll meet again
And it’s a fact, time does travel fast
As it only seems like yesterday
When I’d come to your house for tea
An I remember all the Christmases we shared
Now it’ll never be the same for me
I hate the way it ended
Because I never got to say goodbye
But in a hard, weird sense it was good
Because I would have only cried
It’s fair to say
I think of you everyday
But if I think for too long, I end up in tears
You were a strong woman, with a strong character
And I want to thank you for the years
Thank you for the memories
You’ll never die in my head
I loved the way you were outspoken
And what you thought was what you said
I love you grandma, I always will
And of you, I am a big fan
I love you grandma, I always will
An I’m proud you were my gran
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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I Shall Pass This Way Again
i shall pass this way again
and stop
for a long long time until
i shall remember
the hugs and kisses
and the love
that once you gave me
just once, and then i shall go away
tight lipped like a bud
i shall wait
for time comes with a gentle comfort
and then for once
i shall open the door of my heart
for someone
more deserving.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Canadian Chronicles 13
In each life, there are special moments
we like to remember and recall.
Moments that have brought us laughter
almost cascading into tears.
Moments of great happiness
to last us through the years.
Moments with very special people
who are dearly beloved friends.
Special moments no one can take away.
They happen but once
and are captured forever within our mind.
Special moments within our lifetime.
10 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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For Suzy With Love
For Suzanne
This is a true account of what happen to me in 2006 and 2007.
In 1958, there was a girl in my class at school.
Who would many; many years later turn my life around.
We didn’t talk much socially at school;
in fact, we were virtually strangers.
Yet here we are living thousands of miles away
from each other now and we are very good friends.
She found me adrift on the internet one day in December 2006.
At first, I didn’t recognise her name,
but when I saw an old school photograph,
I recognised her straight away.
Many happy memories were soon to fill my head.
We got talking through emails
telling how much each of our lives had changed.
It was through these exchanges
she would turn my life around.
She introduced me to a friend of hers in a roundabout way.
That introduction changed my life forever
in ways I could only dream.
Her friend wrote poetry
and I went along to read them on an internet site,
but had to join to comment.
Since then that friend of hers
has become a very good friend of mine to,
so much so I adopted her as my sister.
After joining the poetry site I put up some old poems of mine,
just to show the world how bad I was.
The joke was on me
because they said I was better than I thought.
One thing led to another and more friends I did gain.
However, Suzy still remains someone special to me.
At school, we might have been strangers,
but we are strangers no more.
In fact, now she feels more like part of my family.
Suzy with her friend gave me my life back in many ways.
Sometimes I think back of those dark days
before she caught me adrift on the internet.
This story isn’t over yet, it still has a long way to run.
Next year I plan to meet Suzy and her friend,
and you can bet your bottom dollar
there will be tears hugs and kisses all around.
For those who don’t know whom Suzy’s friend might be,
her name is Melvina Germain
who also means the world to me.
However, Suzy this poem comes from me to you will love.
Thank you my long lost classmate
for all that you have done.
23 October 2008
poem by David Harris
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Maggie
I'm trying to remember your face or your voice
It's starting to be like a faded dream
I remember your hugs, You use give
hugs like you was hugging a bear
You would squeeze so tight
I remember the smell in the kitchen
When you are cooking Sunday dinner
It makes your mouth water and you
would want sample it.
I remember you use to bake these
cheese cake square desserts
that tasted like sweet cheese
I remember the crezy nick names
You had for all of you Grand Children
IF ONLY I COULD HEAR YOUR
VOICE OR SEE YOUR FACE
I WOULD PAY A MILLION BUCKS
I MISS YOU MAGGIE
poem by LaShawanda Ivey
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