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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Return To The Glory We Shared
When will this nightmare and be complete?
When shall I be able to rest, off my weary feet?
Why does my heart ache so, as though it did break?
How long does it go on, thaqt your love does forsake! ?
When and where will the sorrow cease?
How too will my love get a new lease?
Why is it that this became believable-
How is that this did become conceivable?
Why have you turned, and gone now astray?
What for have you cause, for your heart's runaway?
How is it too that you can see something in me that I am not?
Why then can you believe what you not, ought?
My love, return to the glory we shared-
Our precious gift, allow now its return, and show you cared!
Maurice Harris,19 December 2007
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A Love, Meant For All Ages
What now of your story, is it now more true?
Methinks it to be inactual, in opposition to you!
Where could it go so very, very swiftly-
How could it take leave from thee, so very quickly?
Now you are there, all alone, without us-
Now is the time to return all, to the way it was!
Without such, none shall e'er know, surely
What was to be, not too, what's meant still, tis too early!
Wheresoever, it shall be known, by some, by all-
Hear they shall our love's duteous, distinct call!
Wither away fear; love, come thee, hither-
Stay from us dread, away-go thee away, thither!
A love, meant for us, for all the ages-
Meant to endure itself, in all its prescient stages!
Maurice Harris,9 December 2007
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Felicitous Memories Sustain Me
Felicitous memories sustain me through my days
Which would be heaping with a melancholy malaise!
An amorous waterfall, streaming over my heart
Which takes me back to when our love first did impart!
Remembrances have I, of our every gleeful memory,
Balanced as it was, of wondrous, loving symmetry;
Temperate and focused, knowledge is what's needed-
God's purposeful call for us, what we heeded!
Shaken from my beliefs, shall I not be;
Focused, directed and resolute is what defines me!
Love, understanding and compassion, simultaneously-
Ever more do I see, alternate points of view, spontaneously!
Complete now though, you must, your Maternal Crusade-
Return to me soonest, from wherest you've been waylaid!
Maurice Harris,22 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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Alas, My Love, Here We Are
Alas, my love, here we are, at yet another crossroads;
Must we see, wherest we go, how well we shall bode!
Relationships understood, by none, but we;
Explicative to none else, to know, you do, me!
Return, must we, to our days of yore;
None else matters herein- no need of settling the score!
Where for art thou lonely heart?
Hearest, you must, my call to love, commencing our start!
The essence of you, the definition of me-
Wherest ever you are- so too easily seen!
Close thine eyes, imagine me there-
Close thine eyes, imagine there be no scare!
Lovest, honor all that you are-
Respecteth, cherish- for thee, near or far!
Maurice Harris,11 December 2007
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Precipitous And Fluid
What is love? Is it the inimitable force which binds us to one another?
Perhaps it is the ability to choose one from all the others!
It's power felt by all, through all- near, far and all around!
Ne'er to return to normalcy nor mundanity, once found!
Many search for it's equal, for lives entire-
Once it is found though- then until ever- your heart's on fire!
Nothing won't you achieve, with and for it's guard-
None exist to slow its ascension, nor to retard!
Precipitous and fluid as the most massive of waterfalls,
No need of resistance; impossible it is, when love calls!
Life defined by who you love and what she, to you, means:
Once individuals, now together as one, an indefatigable team!
The glorious connection that we two share-
Ne'er mimicry possible, anytime, nor anywhere!
Maurice Harris,24 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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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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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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Leave Not Your Soul's Companion Behind
Remember not that which has infected your mind,
Only that which had infused and strengthened your heart!
Leave not your soul's companion behind-
Allow not the greatest love we've known to depart!
Illusions of mind-as real as mythical beasts of yore:
A moral quandary, your actions hath caused, lo, far more!
Illogical and irrational may be the only descripttion given-
Actions founded upon delusion need cease, if we are to keep living!
The only acceptable solution lies in how we lived before-
Much pain could have been avoided, if you'd only paused!
Healing doth come, with the love and understanding we had, and
With the truth that is needed to assuage your guilt,
So too, must come a future where we are gladdened
To not repeat mistakes of past-only then shall our heart's be fulfilled!
Maurice Harris,2 May 2008
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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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My Heart Breaks With The Passing Of Hours!
To borrow lexicon from a hero of the past:
'Free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty, I am free at last! '
Free, in large part from the pall you did cast-
Alas, I do see for me, my life's return fast!
You haven't an idea, have you, of the damage you have done?
Nary a notion of the consequences of your action-
Making all in our lives part of one or the other faction,
Tell me my love, what have you really 'won'? ?
Love, as you know, in its truest form, ne'er dies
One is unable to bury it away, no matter how one tries!
Alone each night, without even self, you are lonely-
Knowing in your heart, comfort comes from me only!
Allow my darling, the return of love, ours-
Hurry you must, my heart breaks with the passing of hours!
Maurice Harris,26 January 2008
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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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Lonesome, Frightened Little Dove
E'en now, I ruminate still of the lonesome, frightened little dove;
Love do I, all aspects of you- this assures me of the power of love!
Fly, thee have, away; be back shall thee, in days-
Whenst you are, counting the ways-shall you be, to stay!
Love follows me, follows you-wherest ever we may go;
Always there, buried at times, though, lo and behold-
Here it is, right where I stand, near to my woman,
For her, gracious and humbled-I am her man!
Always do we think of our 'thine'-ever, ever, to be!
Love you do I, honestly, I carry my heart, to thee!
You are my Princess, I, your Prince-attend each day, your coronal-
See thee, do I everywhere I may find call!
Our love for other's thee, our family-
Thinkest now of, my lonesome, freightened little dove!
Maurice Harris,18 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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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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Destined...To Walk Beside You
Destined by the fates to walk beside you;
As you shall for me, I shall support and guide you!
Whensoever you feel you need me, I shall be there,
Wheresoever you should need me, no matter where!
My love- for you are all I have ever dreamed of-
You are, for me, my one and only love!
Always your friend, never a terse word,
Ne'er to anger, not ever a curse heard!
Effusive and indefatigable is my love for thee,
Ne'er ceasing, ne'er equaled- your beauty, for me!
Ever present, all consuming- my heart, filled with glee!
A beauteous, fragrant flower- for all the world to see!
Love- as we share, unparalleled in all the world,
Such is our love- unfettered, fully unfurled!
Maurice Harris,26 March 2008
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The Poignant Consequence Of A Love, Ignored
You said that you love me, yet you do not know me;
You said that you love me-so, why do you not show me?
I wonder what your thoughts tell you now when no one is there! ?
Perhaps you may wonder why it is that I even care,
After you so unceremoniously discarded me with nary a second thought.
Perhaps you are ignorant now of all the dreams you sought
So long, and shared with me-it is not like you to give up;
I know who I am, and I know that I most certainly live up
To the man you need, it is you that shutters with fear
Of ghosts that haunt you-though, the reasons are not clear.
'What if...? ' should never be more important than what is,
And fear should never lead your actions, but is.
You show so much bravery and conviction in all you do,
But somehow only unto thine own self you have not remained true:
You do not fashion your want and needs, they fashion you.
You cannot simply ignore them, not when you possess this passion, to
Become who you know you can be-we are not 'unreal';
You cannot have this ardor and simply choose to unfeel
It-it defines who you are in so many ways.
Whether I am in your life, there are sure to be many days
Where these thoughts linger with you, and you begin to doubt
The wisdom of the decision to first seek your love, then cast it out-
As though the risks are not far outweighed by the rewards.
Alas, you now run away from the love that once ran towards:
Out of a sense duty to an ignorance that is assumed,
You now pretend, that a love that once consumed
You, does not exist and your life is not prime
For the glory of this fervor, sublime.
Instead, you pretend as though, your happiness does not matter;
You have allowed the reality you know exists, to scatter
From the realm of plausibility, to that of a love, lost.
Have you ever stopped to consider the cost
Of continued subjugation of you own hopes and dreams! ?
A heart withers if kept from that which it esteems
More than all else-a haven for both its guard and sustenance.
This is the reality of your loss-its poignant consequence!
-Maurice Harris,31 May 2012
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Always There Shall Be- Love
Love- unyielding and uncompromising- seek it does its own level!
In it's power and it's glory surely all should revel!
Allows it does for utter amazement at the smallest of things,
Ne'er able to fully elucidate all the appreciation it brings!
Powerful beyond measure, surely more than one could fathom!
Nothing is a worthy opponent, against which to do battle!
Ne'er ceasing, incomparable and without limits or bounds,
Love, all it means, all it is capable of- eternally it astounds!
Tested you may be by much in your life,
Deaths, disagreements, difficulties- any other strife!
Always there shall be- love, in all its prescient glory,
For if you are not around- in your absence- it may tell your story!
Love, is life's way of making someone ubiquitous-
The discovery of such, cosmically kismetic, not just serendipitous!
Maurice Harris,16 January 2008
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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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