History...A Sonnet Paramour!
They oft utter; 'to be ignorant of history is to be ever a child'!
Oft too, may they say, chance is only ever for the wild!
Espousals of love proffered, as they proffer hate,
Asked only did I ever, that for 'truth' did they wait!
Irridescent and beautificent, is my love's guile,
Shown through my life, heretofore, and for all the while!
Fears lifted and then made to whither,
Hope and love, from this place, have come hither!
Ever effervescent, ever more innocent...she too for me!
Awakened was I that day...to all I did not see!
Wonder of moment, tragedy of consequence:
Alone, yet never alone, have I been ever since!
Sleep well now my love, for you I shall visage!
Taketh care our future, work ardently shall I from carnage!
Maurice Harris,6 December 2007
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Eternity Approaches...
Eternity approaches, for me not too soon;
Truth is closer to unfolding-for me, my beauteous tune!
Watchful Deity, look after me and mine-
One day soon, I assure thee-we too shall be fine!
Belief conquers always fear, in all its forms-
Truth conquers always paranoia, and all its storms!
Whether you are here, with me. or far, far away-
Love you shall I always, more each passing day!
Wonderment meets lovliness-do I, in you, visage,
Hopeful am I now, that you appreciate and cherish, my homage!
Not do you believe in us, at this very moment-
Shall you too, more than previous, above all precedent!
Love for you I shower, more each passing hour!
Respect for thee I proffer; As your redemption, I offer!
Maurice Harris,10 December 2007
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Memories Of Thee
Memories of thee, infused within me, with effeverscence;
Thoughts abound of thee, love of thine own presence;
Walk with me, hold my hand, for I am your Dad-
Speak to me, I shall protect you, though removed was, what we had!
Love for you, paternal, hath been since your genesis-
Thus with your love for me, as shown, does define us!
My life's purpose, from then, defined through you-
Fatherhood, for me, means everything because of you!
My little lady you are, always shall thee be-
My special gift, an offering from Heaven, as the world does see!
He, Himself, proffered you to me, as we needed one another-
Nary could we have found satiation with any other!
I love thee, with effusion and without bounds-
I love thee, lo, surely the love betwixt, astounds!
Maurice Harris,11 December 2007
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Rainbows Do Stop And Lay Their Gazes
Gabriella, the name we proffered for thee-
Precious as is nothing else, save for three!
That is, of which I speak, my family:
Kristina, Kalina and Abigail too- are these!
Glorious and magnificent; precious, lo, beautificent;
My life, our life- shall be transcendent!
Whatever I so choose- lest I manage a ruse;
Magical colors, in a myriad of hues!
Rainbows do stop and lay their gazes
At my fortunate life, which has happened in phases!
Fortuitous and gifted, as I do appear here-
So too are they that, to me, do steer!
Inimitable spirit, may ne'er to be broken;
Herest I am, await do I, your love's token!
Maurice Harris,15 December 2007
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Seven Candles For Kaya
Seven years ago, upon this very day-
Marked for me, in a most seminal way,
The beginning of my purposeful life;
Quite clearly I recall the enraptured awe
That I felt when your visage I first saw:
From that moment on, the inspiration I have drawn-rife
With a duteous appreciation for a higher power,
Hath proffered responsibility, from which I would never cower.
I lament that I may not share this day,
Though I send all of my love, and hope this may
Indeed be with you, this and every other day;
As the world's most fortuitous Father, no other may
Be more proud, nor gather more mirth-
Every day, not just upon that of your birth!
-Maurice Harris,3 March 2011
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Real It Did Seem
Where are you now oh brightest of stars! ?
Long have I pondered just where you are!
Followed did I, you, across the vast blue sea,
Only to now fear that you have abandoned me!
Fret not though my bonnie lass, you're being ruminated of-
Surely ne'er has been one proffered greater love!
Greater than all the majesty of our world,
Here is for the taking, my love for thee, replete- unfurled!
None other has yet, nor shall ever, envision love greater-
Excepting none, whether before we two, now- or even later!
But for one lady did God, for me, choose-
To be my inspiration, my salvation- indeed, my muse!
All ever I could do but fathom- dare I did but dream-
Real as it was with us- or real it did seem!
Maurice Harris,24 December 2007
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Silent Reflections
Silent reflections, of my life's tragic events;
Quiet contemplation, of my my heart's discontent!
Wheresoever yo may roam, I think now
How easily you were led astray, I wonder how!
Never making the disconnect, only the connection,
Brought to me in mere hours, only rejection!
Halt now, the madness, cease now, the sadness;
Return love, oblige me now, return to our love's gladness!
Heartbroken at actions of that day, and since;
Not at my love lost, just its consequence!
Ever-abundant is: love, understanding and passion;
Ever-needed: love's prescient glory and compassion!
Thoughts of beauteous memories, of days of yore-
Family first, then friends, as it was, gloriously, before!
Maurice Harris,8 December 2007
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Vision Of Loveliness
Vision of loveliness, no ponderance of why-
Beauteous is she as is the fiery sky!
Ne'er before, nay, ne'er again, shall they see,
A lady, as mine, morest than she is, lovely!
Virtuous and kind is she, adore she doth, me:
Giveth me freely, all her love-always free!
Love, the most you are able, 'til no more you have-her idealogy,
More and more, each and every day, her love's chronology!
Tame is she as is a wild Buck, powerful, she, as a large truck-
Though, love her with all my heart, I do, I am stuck!
Freedom, she offered to me at all times-
Yet, 'Free' she was not herself, as espoused in rhymes!
Hopeful am I, that 'Free' now, she is, at mighty cost-
If not though, know not would I an answer, all hope, then lost!
Maurice Harris,22 December 2007
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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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Infinite And Unparalleled
I have given all to thee, expect naught, did I, in return;
One might exposit a certain status this may earn!
Expect only, did I, a certain mutual respect-
What I received though-no one could expect!
You once asked me, not so long ago: 'Do you love me enough? '
What say you now, my dear? Naught do I place above!
I have given all for thee, surely I would all again to remind;
Leave now, my lady, all who hath hurt us, behind!
No doubt should thee have of your place in my heart;
You reside where always you have, from first impart-
Occupy do you, all thought, every moment in time;
Causal art thine essence, to this very rhyme!
My love for thee-infinite and unparalleled for certain,
Alas, beloved, thine own actions causal to love's drawn curtain!
Maurice Harris,31 December 2007
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Indominable Spirit
Indominable spirit had we, within our relation-
As though the Fates had destined our revelation!
Beautiful vision, glorious notion; breadth and depth of largest ocean!
As if were we, transfixed as one, by an enduring potion!
A love which transcends time, and bridges all seas;
A love that, on the power of each, builds, as these
Are the most fortuitous and gladdening of times-
Heretofore not known, though oft espoused in rhymes!
Beauteous flower, most fragrant of the bunch,
Mine for the pleasure of her company, is the hunch;
All others pale, whence compared to thee-
All others blinded, by the 'diamond' I see!
Love knows no limits, nor does it, end;
From my abode, at current, do I, my love, send!
Maurice Harris,17 December 2007
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Powerless Am I To Resist
Powerless am I to resist, enraptured in your gaze-
With you, a search has ended, lasting all of my days!
Alas, now the birds sing a more melodious tune;
Your charms, your beauty-so compelling, naught is immune!
The sun fires now more brilliantly, more still tomorrow:
A simple smile proffered- suffice to wipe away any sorrow!
Flowers bloom more beauteous, smiles appear everlasting:
Each and all- causal to the glory you are casting!
Consequent to your essence, all is more beautificent,
Austere is made compound, simple becomes magnificent!
Desiccate too, enigmatically transmutes to alacritous-
The mundanity of every day becomes too affectuous!
Obliged am I to you for all that you do offer;
All the love in my fragile heart, to you, I do proffer!
Maurice Harris,24 March 2009
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God, Himself, Opines To You...
God, Himself, opines to you, as I pen this;
Your truth, for all inherent, to emerge within this!
Willest thou allow this miscarriage of justice?
Or, rather, willest thou correct, as you must, this?
Your duty, what you were supposed to do, find truth!
Your duty, too, to allow healing of your decision, uncouth!
Not though did you, at the cost of my freedom, my life;
Naught was done, by me, to cause upon you, this strife!
A Father is taken from his Daughters, not is this fair;
A best friend's want to to help heal you, I hope you are now there!
'The love of your life' made to pay for others' crimes;
Nothing can be done though, to silence truth in my rhymes!
Remember you must, how you really 'feel',
That is the only way that you will really heal!
Maurice Harris,16 December 2007
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A Love: Tested By The Faith Of All Men
Walk with me, hold my hand, be for me my friend!
Last it shall, more than all else, until our life doth end!
Forget might you then how you really feel-
Allow me then, your heart, to once again steal!
Allowance made for dreams, now on hold;
Dreams made from reality, is how our's is betold!
Deference of dreams is but a waste-
So too then must we reverse the course, post haste!
Our love, tested by much; More important than this, lest
You should forget, why we are here-though, to never, is best!
I am here and you, there-together, yet distanced!
But to have thought, other than reality, is but for me, a pittance!
Our love, a love: tested by the faith of all men-
Time allows truth's emergence, until we meet again!
Maurice Harris,24 December 2007
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After The Storm, Yet Before The Calm
After the storm, yet before the calm-
Offered to you, have I, an alm!
Proffered with love and for our future-
Heal it shall, by binding us, as a suture!
Put back together the pieces, herein the answer
Rid us it shall of the scurge, wherein the cancer!
Demons and monsters in our collective closets-
Madness supplanted by mirth-finally we lost it!
Back in your heart, forever to gather
And build, to strengthen still-rather
Peculiar it is how one comes full circle-
From the proverbial 'Mrs. Hyde to Dr. Jeckyll'!
Once not enough, nor still is twice-
Meeting, we needed to be complete, thrice!
Maurice Harris,21 December 2007
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Safe Harbor From The Storm
The abject fear you live with, alone, became your self-perpetuating myth!
Why then would you try alone to rationalize resistance to our gift?
I am hopeful that from that day you allowed yourself to let go-
Now then you may be for all- a loved one, oppositely in the know!
Perchance, my love, why must it be prolonged then?
Again, my love, why must I now be forlorned then?
Come back to us my dear, my aid, for your asking, near-
First, you must right our ship- I'll take the helm then and steer!
I shall be your safe harbor from the storm-
So too shall you keep, for me, my heart warm!
For as long as the sun doth set, the moon doth rise;
For as many days as He remains most the wise-
I shall love thee and protect thee more ardently still,
For I shall ne'er cease even after your heart doth fill!
Maurice Harris,24 December 2007
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Without Thee, No Cause For Me
Its not that you have lost, but that we have won!
Built and sustained have we- many into one!
Correction of errors made in past-
Fixes that are most sure to last!
Better for having to be privy to this-
So sure of such am I, as if I knew this!
God's plan it is for our future to be assured,
Fast, yet slowly has it proceeded, to be most blurred!
Lonely you feel at current, surely though, you are not!
Accept your love back, rapidiously you ought!
Much more together, than possible apart-
Hold me near, my dear, always, to my heart!
Without thee, no cause for me- oppositely, dichotomously, for thee!
Remembering always is love- always with you, ever with me!
Maurice Harris,25 December 2007
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Absent The Presence, Present The Loveliness
Absent the presence, present the loviness-the magic!
Taketh away from us, have they-utterly tragic!
My family, so near, yet so seemingly far away-
Closer ever may they come to me, closer too, shall they stay!
Never ceasing, ne'er to fade to inconsequence-
Ne'er with it shall I be privy to their incompetence!
Love, let go to gather itself, returns swiftly-
Perchance, this be the love that was meant to be!
Always, forever, sans end or limit-truly without bound-
Its power and glory, its magical story-doth truly, astound!
Whensoever you see fit to see it-to allow its light
Transfixed, you shall be, by this love, so bright!
Ever-present, skirting and always within thee-
Growing all the while, in all its prescient glory!
Maurice Harris,19 December 2007
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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
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E'er So Ginger
The Demon you created does not exist-
Why then, with this, do you still persist?
Banish him to whereth he doth belong;
Place him, e'er, with his like throng!
He was ne'er I, I, ne'er he-not, indubitably;
That is to be sure, as you knew, unequivocally!
This too shall pass, onward, we shall move-
Love we have for each still, time shall prove!
Ne'er again shall we see this place-
Ne'er again may we need to erase
This pain, felt so real, cutting so deep;
Now we shall, love's benefits, reap!
E'er so subtle, the movements you make-
E'er so ginger too, the steps you take!
Maurice Harris,21 December 2007
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Truism Sonnet
Truisms become truth, as justice become adjudication;
Knowledge becomes reality, and reality, life's education!
My heart has stopped beating since 2007, that Veteran's Day;
Ached has it since, more than I could ever say!
Our life together, so amazing, so true;
Our family, together, so beauteous and new;
Though, KMKG is what we may be proclaimed:
Kristina, Maurice, Kalina and Gabriella, who we are, in name!
What is past is prologue, or so it may be said;
What is past affects us, until are days are dead;
What is past never ceases, nor leaves us alone;
What is past ne'er halts, until we have truly grown!
Whensover my love, you allow past to leave us-
Then only my beloved, will you truly see us!
Maurice Harris,8 December 2007
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