As A Zephyr It Does Seem To Begin
As a zephyr it does seem to begin,
Takes soon the form of a swirling wind!
Wonder, does one, as to when it does end-
As do I- when do we meet again! ?
My best friend, now lost in her sea of deceit,
Await do I for the truth and her to meet!
Gone now, with my freedom, is my innocence-
Soon though she shall again see our love's magnificence!
My family, taken with nary a moment's hesitation,
The chilling call of the wayward eagle mirrors my frustration!
Go now swirling wind of unimaginable discontent-
So too shall then follow my heart's lament!
Winds of change shall allow for the realignment of fate,
Restore too the righteous love of my soul mate!
Maurice Harris,28 April 2008
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Amorous Destiny
Patience, abundant-I await my love's imminent magnificence;
Understanding, effortless-we both endeavor toward its resplendence!
I do not know all the answers, but I am willing meet any and all query-
I give my heart completely-without any form of doubt, nor thought, leery!
I presume naught, yet, I hope for all my dreams to meet with fruition;
To make myself this vulnerable is wholly of my own volition!
To see a glory as this and allow its fleeting, I can not-
For if I possess the means to cause its lasting-I ought!
Though I know not incisively, her most closely-held thought-
I must, in spite of this, move ever closer to what I've always sought!
I reach for sentiment, proper-to explicate my soul's elation;
My heart, worn upon my sleeve with her-without a moment's hesitation!
I say to myself: 'one day, she shall see and celebrate with me,
What is and always hath been our amazing amorous destiny! '
Maurice Harris,9 May 2010
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My Love Is A Symphony
All my love, expressly delivered to you,
My hopes and dreams have all come true!
My heart I give, with trust and fidelity:
Without hesitation or any form of ambiguity!
Nary does a moment pass without thought of thee,
This is surely what life ought to be!
Wholly and completely, I offer you my heart,
Ne'er shall even our demise cause our part!
All is owed to thee and to the fates,
Our love strengthens as time abates!
With me have you been for my life, whole:
Mere thought of thee, felicitous to my soul!
My love is a symphony, you, it's conductor:
My heart now resides with you, as it's abductor!
Maurice Harris,28 October 2008
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Justice' Is What Shall End Our Strife
Hastily removed from my world was I indeed!
Little knowledge had I of your fall from truth,
When most needed of such- though it was deceit you did choose!
Wanton of belief, then truth is what you did need!
Have you gone through any of what you said?
Did you think about that as you wished me dead?
What of the girls and being for them an example! ?
Reason I have for revenge- yet love is still ample!
You have left yourself no choice at all,
How to recover your grace after the fall!
Call it an ultimatum, I would call it fate
From heightened paranoia, to again reality's state!
Without thought, you relegated the love of your life-
'Justice' is what shall end our strife!
Maurice Harris,16 April 2008
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My Love Surely Has Foresaken Me
My love surely has foresaken me,
Look just where my love's deceit has taken me!
Lonely is the night, lo the day,
Since my love sent me away!
I envision her and nary a foul thought enters my head,
Never would or could I allow for a negative word to be said!
Fear made her a monster, yet love shall surely prevail,
Restore it shall, all as before, when she did me, fail!
Many moments in life define you as a man,
None though more than this, surely you understand!
Hysteria led thee astray, to that dark place,
Where, no longer may I visage the beauty of your face!
As with the pasage of time, reality is restored,
Soon, my love, relief shall be had for our heart's dischord!
Maurice Harris,31 March 2008
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A Gathering Of Two Spirits
With nary a moment's hesitation,
You proffered the gift of your amity:
I do here and now affirm my acuity
From whence I gather my elation!
Soon to be partners, walking life's path
Beside one another, to each other's benefit!
A thought that to each does befit,
A sharing and compassionate love we two hath!
From our genesis, humble it was indeed
Came this powerful emotion felt today!
Doubt have I not of it's power to stay,
As was that day our love's seed!
A gathering of two spirits, kindred-
Each to the other- love everlasting, enamored!
Maurice Harris,17 October 2008
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Distance Between...
Distance between...betwixt me and my beloved,
Nary shall there be a time whence I may not ruminate of!
To assess blame is not a solution;
To rectify the wrong shall provide conversion!
Saddened am I by lady's absence,
Await do I time's enemy, jurisprudence!
Your attempt, feeble as it may be, to transmogrify
Me into the monster you need of me, truth nullifies!
You know better than to proceed as you did,
Behind ghosts of our past you hid!
No matter how you spin your tale of deceit,
Your falsities and fallacies, truth shall defeat!
What goes through your mind as you ponder,
The tangled web you have woven is what I wonder! ?
Maurice Harris,29 June 2008
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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
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Before Ever We Did Meet
Before ever we did meet, I missed thee-
In my dreams too, many times, I have kissed thee-
Before there was you, there was only my heart's retreat,
To opine differently, would be to impart deceit!
I have now but just one all-consuming goal:
To meet again my heart, which you stole!
Until such time as we do again meet,
Surely I am less than whole, not nearly complete!
Forever and always shall I hold you to be most dear,
Foremost are thoughts of thee, though we are not near!
One day, perhaps whence not expectant of such,
You shall find me near to your tender touch!
Naught does there exist else of more import-
To assure us a life where naught else may consort!
Maurice Harris,22 November 2008
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My Smile Has Left Me
My smile has left me, gone it is with my 'innocence'!
Why then, may I ask you, have I suffered the only consequence?
How then are you now? And our family- well I hope?
Able to now know how to rationalize your actions in order to cope?
I am the 'love of your life'- none other has achieved this height!
Why then do you choose fear and deceit, ignoring love's might?
Do you not know that if guilt were present- your cause would be just?
Instead, you have espoused lies and omissions, nothing true- know you must!
The fates are perturbed with you, as we now are not near!
Their ethereal screams of displeasure- the whole world must hear!
Lost in all of this is the juxtaposition of victimization-
You have assumed this role as part of your rationization!
The parable! ? When you choose to cry wolf, and cry it loud-
Be certain you are on the side of truth- that motives ulterior do not shroud!
Maurice Harris,6 January 2008
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Truth Leads My Actions
Do you believe still, what your mind caused you to think?
In your heart, you know your cause lacks veracity-
Alas, like a desperate, dying animal-you fight with tenacity!
Your paranoia causes your world to change, before you may blink!
Ever did you think, you may not be right?
Removed have you, their Father, their friend-
For them, I shall wage on, until the bitter end!
Know do I my ultimate victory, as righteous is my fight!
Nothing good has come, from that day on,
This due His rejection of your sinister way-
You had but one choice, from that day!
Accept this and the truth-allow again, love's spawn!
Deserve not, do you, my tolerance and understanding-
Truth leads my actions, my cause quite commanding!
Maurice Harris,18 June 2008
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Shades Of Gray
Most meander through life in shades of gray,
Never more happy today than yesterday!
Alas, I am fortuitous beyond measure:
I have found my love to treasure!
My fidelity takes the form of another,
That is in essence all form of color:
My amity is, for me, 'colored' white-
With you I see only in color, every night!
My rainbow of hues is because of you,
We have built a unity what was of two!
Nary shall be told replete our story,
As is the tale of my heart's glory!
No longer may I see monochromatically,
You have inexoribly altered my life-so dramatically!
Maurice Harris,24 October 2008
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This Too Shall Pass
'This too shall pass', I repeat this each night,
These words are spoken even still, despite
The languish of my heart, and its lament,
I follow this mantra, wherest ever I am sent!
Not just for self, certainly, do I remain steadfast!
My children, of far greater import, than upon myself, I'd cast!
For them, this is why I do remain true,
For the love of same, naught would I refuse to do!
For purpose far greater than merely myself, alone
I do plod on, secure in knowledge of my truth's tone!
Righteousness is my strength, shan't it, from me, wither!
Your's is deceit, yet we shall coax thee hither!
Integrity, Service, Excellence-an Airman's Creed:
Words that one lives by, are not just words, indeed!
Maurice Harris,21 July 2008
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The Only Gift
Say not a word, if it be not truth, in whole;
Have not a thought, should you you not this, extol:
That, above all, truth be of paramount importance,
And should never be subjugated to any indulgence
Of selfish endeavor, for even a time, brief-
As same shall surely cause another, grief;
Deceit begets more of same, as a spiral
And causes pain as any form of viral
Cancer may-and it is as real as they may be-
Though, the effects perhaps, only the afflicted may see!
Justice means truth, so deceit is akin to iniquity;
Truth is His Way, and fallacy is not-this simplicity
Is the only rule by which any need, live
A righteous life-the only gift He expects you to give!
-Maurice Harris,11 march 2012
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Ever-present Am I
Ever-present am I, the person whose hand
You were meant to hold, yet, you seem not to understand
That I am not the monster you would need me to be,
In oder that your cause of righteousness be anything but falsity!
Ne'er may you explicate proper, nor answer;
The more you deceive, the more it worsens, as a cancer!
From the moment of the choice you made,
Your standing, as a purveyor of truth, did fade!
Held cry, did you, under guise of maternal protection,
Though still not were you immune from truth's detection!
Falsity is easy to detect, especially when absurd-
No explication could justify this, nary a word!
Love defeats deception, as understanding does hate-
I unequivocally am trusting in the power of fate!
Maurice Harris,18 June 2008
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Easter,2008
All alone I lie, in contemplation,
Not do I know my life's next destination!
All that I have ever truly loved-taken away-
Lo, that wretched Veteran's Day! !
Easter has arrived, as though to hasten in new life-
But, before that may be-you must rid yourself of inner strife!
I, in my heart, know the truth of that day,
Thoughts of anything other, sheer absurdity, i must say!
I love completely, with all I am, my family most beauteous,
Look though, what a moment of fear did to us!
Love you not less, for succumbing to fear,
Though, thought not did you, to keep truth near!
Whatever may happen, my love for you never left,
Ne'er could I leave thee wanting, or bereft!
Maurice Harris,23 March 2008
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Eagle night
Eagle night and seen by sea
A distant call, in sonnet key
In any moment, place or time
A distant call is sent from high
Eagle night, i swear I’ve sawn
Eagle flight with salty winds
By the pinnacle of water and land
Where sea winds crash and struggle the sand
Call again, from a place that’s near
Always close, so one can hear
Or so can be thought the truth of such things
Resonate from eagle wings
Never foreboding the loss of a call
Never shorn for a sighting once more
The discontent of the mind is evaded
And all the wanting of life unladen
The call, one call, one sight, any wind
Reminds the heart of the sweetest thing
Deep remnants of a time unkempt
And narrowing from this lively nest
Illusioned by dreams of taste and touch
But grasped in song by night eagle clutch
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Freedom Years
As the day draws near to my Freedom's reprise,
Oft-lost am I in thought, as I surmise
The wonder of the great and boundless skies,
Under which the majestic American Bald Eagle flies!
This is soon to be the scene of my soul's rebirth-
The whole of this great, magnificent Earth,
Where no longer will my liberty be restrained;
My mirth may no longer be contained-
It is as free and boundless as I am soon to be,
With as much unfettered Freedom as I am soon to see!
Naught may contain my jollity, as days draw down-
I am, as the majestic Eagle-I may not be bound,
By anything any longer, as my Freedom nears, -
Soon, very soon, I begin again, a celebration of my Freedom years!
Maurice Harris,7 September 2011
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Learning, Virtue And Piety
My truth shall echo through all those you have infected;
At last, the wrong you have made shall be corrected;
Shame should fill thy heart with each passing day,
Your lies fade with your resolve, yet my truth doth stay!
All the help in the world will not-
All the time in the world shall not-
Aid you in your shameful ruse,
As it's deceit, the path you did choose!
Fate has given me great responsibility and power-
I shall fail not, as you, in my finest hour!
I value truth, more than you could e'er know,
It shall determine whether you stay or 'go'!
Learning, Virtue and Piety-my Alma Mater's Triple Crown;
These precepts lift me up after your deceit had knocked me down!
Maurice Harris,3 August 2008
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Suddenly
Suddenly, I have eyes that now may see;
That which I never fathomed before, now may be;
Suddenly, I have ears that now may hear,
Which call me toward you, without any form of fear;
Suddenly, I have a heart, no longer coffered-
That longs for the love, you long ago offered.
Suddenly, I have a soul that needs for its mate,
Which embraces the exaltation she does create.
Suddenly, my mind is unafeared, and in accord;
Any further resisitance is something I cannot afford;
Suddenly, mere sight of your visage takes my breath away-
Thought of a life lived with your grace keeps death away!
Suddenly, I am a humble appreciant, and in awe
Of the love I feel in my heart, which has not, a flaw!
-Maurice Harris,15 August 2011
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That Age Is Gone
Seemingly with nary an end, your mind's strife rages on-
I once believed you my soul's mate-that age is gone! !
Victimized: by your lies, thievery and acts, condemnable-
What you have done to yourself and others, abominable!
How could you, from sanity, so far, stray?
You became another: Jeckyll to your Hyde, Night to your Day-
Because of what you did, upon and since that fateful day,
I bear a scar no one may see, yet shall ne'er go away!
Soon, the reality of your deceit shall hit you, though far too late-
The entire time, you have and shall be the maker of your own fate!
I shall not bear a burden any further than today-
I am but a Father, first and foremost-come what may;
The same lies that removed me from their lives over 2 years ago
Shall be revealed, turned upon you and set your fears aglow!
Maurice Harris,2 December 2009
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