Our Family....For Us To Flaunt
I sit here now, in a smaller place, a smaller cell-
It is for me, my own representation of Hell!
Dante's Eternal Abyss, as called by some-
From the lesser of two other evils I did come!
Gaze now do I at your Christmas present-
Thoughts are racing-when and where may it be sent! ?
One day you shall realize that your actions failed
Both you and ours- no one could ever believe your tales!
Be gone damn scurge- be the way of the geist!
Not will I make allowance to my heart for your heist!
If what you want is a form of fears reprisal-
Do as I have my dear- fashion love's recital!
By and by dear, your present, should you want
Is our family, each on a heart- for us to flaunt!
Maurice Harris,29 Decemebr 2007
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Most Awe-inspiring Of Romances
Misunderstood, from a misunderstanding, Alas
Here though I am, for your scrutiny, yet, through glass;
Present for your perusal, for your edification-
Alone am I here, awaiting my life's justification!
Without you am I, yet, in my heart you reside;
Walketh not in front of me, nor behind, but beside;
Be first my friend, then my love, but always their Mother;
Not would I want nor need anything other!
Always gladdened by life's little surprises;
Ne'er is allowance given to what the ethereal surmises;
Conant struggles betwixt heart and mind
Battle within me most all of the time!
Loveliest of flowers; most beauteous of fragrances-
Our's is the most awe-inspiring of romances!
Maurice Harris,13 December 2007
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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
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Dear 'Santa
Dear 'Santa', -If you are reading this Father's letter,
I will still need something to make my Christmas better!
Since you are aware of those who are bad and those, good-
I know I am deserving of same, so please, Sir, if you would
Be so kind as to grant me this one gifting, I shall ask none more:
To allay my heart's breaking, sight of my children, you must restore!
I know this not to be a physical present of the usual asking-
So too, do I know, with His help, you are up to the tasking!
I recognize that the request is usually their's, though
Your ability to aid in this regard, they may not know!
Should you get a letter from the Harris': Gabriella and Abigail,
Asking for same, please do your best to allow a Father's prevail;
I know Sir, you are very busy, especially during this time of year-
I pray still that this one wish, granted, should bring you great cheer!
Maurice Harris,5 December 2009
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I Proffer Not, Acquiescence!
I have stood forlorn, at the very precipice
Of what Dante coined 'The Eternal Abyss';
Yet, I have seen too, beautificence, sans pareil
And have been inspired by each, all the while!
I have seen acts, diabolical and gifts, Empyrean,
Yet, through it all, I live by a creed, Nietzschean:
'That which does not kill you, makes you stronger',
Though, I shan't stand by idly and do naught any longer!
A precious gifting hath been purloined, from me and mine-
I shan't, its allowance, forgive, though each may otherwise be fine!
I must make known, this scourge, and its remedy, ensure-
To this end, I will do what I must, yet my intentions remain pure!
Until this glory is restored, there exists a void, in its absence-
The lament of my heart is why I proffer not, acquiescence!
Maurice Harris,16 March 2010
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The Grief Of My Heart
Explication naught is there, for to make but reason
Out of the grief of my heart, truth seems its treason:
I shall submit not to shame-to thine own self, I am true,
Be this put again to me, all the same still, I would do!
An emptiness exists, wherest there is so much to give-
This void shan't find fill whence lacking your presence near,
Such this is at current, so too for as long as I may live!
Alas, return to me or stay aloof, I shall hold thee still dear!
You touched my very soul, then you scurried away-
I beseech you for your return, a riposte yet, of stay!
Articulation as this is lacking too, to present proper repose:
Missing thee, my heart blossoms still, as an eternal rose!
I am without contrition, my conscience too, is clear-
Touched by an Angel was I, ever shall I hold thee most dear!
Maurice Harris,8 April 2009
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Smaller And Smaller
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(p) Faith No More
< Mike Bordin: Drums; Roddy Bottum: Keyboards;
Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar;
Mike Patton: Vocals >
( Angel Dust [Slash Records, 1992] )
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Drought makes the workers dream
Muscles and fields of green
Shovel the last few crumbs
Of generosity
Open heart, open mind, open mouth, open vein
DRAIN
Someday the rains will come
My blistered hands tell me
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow
BITE
BITE
BITE
CRY
I'll keep coming back
smaller and smaller and smaller
squash me
smaller and smaller and smaller
under the charity
smaller and smaller and smaller
under the topsoil
smaller and smaller and smaller
under the fingernail
smaller and smaller and smaller
then small becomes all becomes all.......
BITE
BITE
BITE
CRY
It's not a mirage
It's not a mirage
trickling downward, trickling downward
It's not a mirage
DRAIN
DRAIN
BITE
BITE
BITE
CRY
smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller.......
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song performed by by Faith No More
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Smaller & Smaller
Drought makes the workers dream
Muscles and fields of green
Shovel the last few crumbs
Of generosity
Open hearts, open mind, open mouth, open vein
Drain
Someday the rains will come
My blistered hands tell me
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
Bite
Bite
Bite
Cry
Ill keep coming back
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Squash me
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Under the charity
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Under the topsoil
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Under the fingernail
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Then small becomes all becomes all..........
Bite
Bite
Bite
Cry
Its not a mirage
Its not a mirage
Trickling downward, trickling downward
Its not a mirage
Drain
Drain
Bite
Bite
Bite
Cry
Smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller..........
song performed by by Faith No More
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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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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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Mask Not May I, My Heart's Grief
Left was I, in your haste, a conciliatory bequeath:
Meted a constancy of your visage, its beauty-
Hold fast to my belief in our love, my duty:
Employed, as my broken heart's sheath!
Naught shall I waiver or wane in said belief,
Nor surely could it's like pass my way again:
Thought of your absence, my love's bane,
Mask not may I, my heart's grief!
The sole abatement of such as this
May only present in my love's arrival:
The only surety of my soul's survival-
Tis thee, my dear-the cause of my bliss!
Until you again are with me, I hold one thought near:
That is, your profound want of being here!
Maurice Harris,20 October 2008
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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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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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A Love, As Our's, Shan't There Be Compare
I shall love thee at all times, and in ways, innumerable-
My love for thee shall be without precedent-incalculable!
I shall love thee, at times e'en despite yourself;
Most gracious and giving may I be, owing to my heart's melt!
Though deserving of it, at times, debateable
You are solely causal for my heart, so stable!
Ne'er again shall I be without your love;
Ne'er again shall thee need want for wonderful thoughts of!
My love for thee can and shall have caused movement of mountains;
Causal it has been to the crossing of most vast of oceans!
Nary an impediment may be placed betwixt,
My love, surely e'en my broken heart may be fixed!
A love, as ours, shan't there be compare;
Amazedly gaze, do all others, fixed be their glare!
Maurice Harris,31 December 2007
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Wish You Were Here
I sent you a postcard
Thought it would be funny
Would have sent a souvenir
But they took all my money
It's pretty warm down here but it ain't sunny
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I tried to call you
I tried to call you
Long distance operators that only stall you
Besides the damn rates are so high
They just appall you
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
It started out a nice vacation
Left the station right on time
Can't get a ticket to get me home, dear
They just don't have too many flights from twilight zone, dear
So don't forget to feed my cats
Spot and Jerome, dear
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Seeing all the sights here
I'm getting lonely
I'd show you all the film I took if they would only
Let me go home
Dear, sincerely
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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With Love In Our Hearts
As real as if God, Himself opined directly-
The truth I espouse is supported, with facts to buttress;
Mistakes made by all, to mine I did confess,
Truth-the only way to deal with this correctly!
Your deceit showed your motivation to be anything but pure-
A disappointment to all was your lack of good sense!
From your actions, immediate, to all those hence-
Sans reality, inherent-inferences negative fade, to be sure!
You mind tried to convince you that your lies were plausible;
You heart has always known that this lay not in fact's realm!
Right now our ship, we both shall man the helm-
With love and understanding, all is possible!
Love in our hearts, we may conquer fears of the mind-
Allowance of time and space leave your ghosts behind!
Maurice Harris,18 June 2008
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Do Tell Me, My Dear
Do tell me, my dear, what doth pale thee?
As this is what doth assail me-
A cryptic response to such given thereof,
The answer lies in its genesis-whereof!
Response to such requires but honesty,
Allaying your fears, allowing your heart's amnesty!
Alas, have I but a form of answer,
Avoidance of such, a guise of cancer!
Explication needed for ease of mind,
Understanding shall be proffered, in kind:
Do not you feel it may be as such?
Do not you believe I love you this much?
Thus is now as has ever been before,
Love is aplenty for thee-tomorrow, ever more!
Maurice Harris,19 October 2008
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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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Tumultuous Temptations Torment My Temperment
Tumultuous temptations torment my temperment,
Though patience and love allow me, regression;
Once done, you may not undo it-for it is permanent-
Alas, its avoidance may be ensured by progression!
Penance shall be served by thee-though given a choice
You shall be, each allowing an eternal reminder! !
Allowance given shall suffice for the decision you voice,
My lonesome heart shall again have a finder!
Flight has been given to our love, for us to find
Our way back to our individual emanence!
The power and magic, shall we two bind
Reminding us each day of its never-ceasing permanence!
Have I now envisioned but your only response?
Enlightened you shall be as to how your heart absconds!
Maurice Harris,17 June 2008
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The Room Gets Smaller
The room keeps getting smaller. What did I do this time? Logic is dead and gone. And time continues to move on. The room keeps getting smaller. No its not fine. I hurt someone very close and I was forewarned. Its was a mistake that created heart break. And the room get smaller. Yes I'm out of my mined. My failures are so large that I have fallen so far under par. A forty foot latter isn't high enough. God how this is going to get rough. And the room gets smaller smaller and smaller till it totters to the brink of collapse and I see the death of others coming. Its a domino effect that I created because I was too desperate. I paid the ultimate price of an unwanted sacrifice.
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