Whenever
Whenever your heart avails itself of me;
This is the time that you shall know I am ready!
Whenever you are prime, to accept my undying devotion-
This is when you should embrace the foreign emotion
That is love, in all its gracious glory;
Whenevr you want to offer the world our ardor's story-
Which reads as a classic 'boy meets girl' amative,
With our hearts exalted, in their wondrous narrative!
Whenever you wish a reality, from what is now a wraith-
Whenever you desire the love and hope, built upon faith,
To be put into action, and at last, made to be real;
Whenever you seek the reciprocation of the love you now feel-
This is when your heart and soul become one, with mine-
When two disparate spirits do, at long last, combine!
Maurice Harris,12 May 2011
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My Heart's Poignant Grief
Many a lonely day, lo, many a mournful night
I have pondered when, wherest again, I may sight
My pride and joy, my children, most beauteous-
Until this glorious day, I remain steadfast and duteous!
I muse upon how, toward me, they may now cogitate;
Does thought not cross them, perchance, they efflagitate?
Assuredly, my absence from their lives is not trifle:
I shall stay this when reasons for my state do stifle!
My heart aches as days without them do elapse,
Others may believe: 'worry not, your heart adapts';
Alas, not-it withers without, time does not heal-
Synoptic they would be, if they but felt what I feel!
Naught is there to minify my heart's poignant grief,
But for consort again with them, naught is there relief!
Maurice Harris,19 October 2009
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Nightmares End, Dreams Do Not
Nightmares end, after not so long, though dreams do not;
Life which I enjoyed, was this dream, still be, it ought!
The road has been difficult for me, even harsh-
Yet still on I plod, to my family I still march!
Ne'er shall I forget these times, surely not e'er;
Return to feel this way again shall I, ne'er!
Bring back to me and mine, that we love, all;
Make it so, from hence I must go, you must hear my call!
Lovely there, lonely here; Still do you have this fear?
Protect thee shall I, from threat of such returning, near!
Here for thee, always I shall be-hopeful am I for you to see
That I am he, who would part the seas-your best friend, me!
Here I stand, for your judgment and perusal;
I giveth your heart the right of first refusal!
19 December 2007
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Our Love, Stronger Than Any Fear
Do you know how lucky you are? Had you been any other,
I say this not merely because you are my children's Mother!
You have shown me though, all I need to see,
I have loved you as I have no other, you too, for me!
You are the love of my life, I need not anything else;
You give me a elevated sense of mine own self!
Love me as you used to and I shall no longer perturbed-
Love me now, as then-as though our love, left undisturbed!
Fear away fear, leave her be-you've no longer a place!
No longer do you hold court over her actions, her mind!
You have left her surely-she has left you behind!
No longer may you, our love, away, chase!
Our love is stronger, still, than is any fear;
My love, with me, whether I am there, or here!
Maurice Harris,20 March 2008
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Honor Them
They are California 'kids' and New Englanders, through and through;
They hail from Iowa cornfields and Texas plains-
They are men and women ready to sacrifice
Their lives in the name of liberty-most would, twice!
With a selfless sense of purpose, they serve
So that all who crave freedom, get what they deserve;
This is why they suffer mnay and great pains,
This is why they shall always do what they do!
Honor them-either through remembrance or gratitude-
As they guard us, with a vigilant, selfless attitude;
Freedom is not free, they pay its price-
'Liberty and Justice for all'-anything else does not suffice;
So long as there are men and women willing to protect this,
There need be many others, who recognize and respect this!
-Maurice Harris,4 November 2010
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Why?
Why? It seems to be the only question I can ask,
To be sure though, once free, you shall be taken to task!
What you have done should be done to no man,
Lest you seem to forget all that for which I stand!
Have you lost control of that for which made you different?
The glory of yours which to the world was prescient!
Someone I do not care to know has been leading
Your actions, making your decisions-a demon's pleading!
Release yourself, with it your guilt shall relieve,
Allow yourself a chance to truly grieve!
You have lost more than you can care to think,
All because you panicked and acted falsely- before you could blink!
Look back to that which was real and true-
You shall see past your deceit, to the real me, the real you!
Maurice Harris,9 May 2008
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Obligation Of Remembrance
Champions of freedom, each and every one;
We solemnly remember thee, for all the battles you have won,
With valor, honor, and wholly selfless dedication;
You served served God, and a country in need of your protection,
From those who sought our liberty's end;
Without regard for your own life, you stood to defend
The very precepts that make our country great!
When the call to arms came, you did not hesitate
To stand, and be counted, amongst a very select few;
Freedom is not free-its price was paid by men and women, like you!
On behalf of a grateful nation, with an obligation of remembrance,
Thank you for your sacrifice-I know this fails, as recompense,
Yet, it is all that I now possess, to bestow,
Upon so many brave souls, I had not, the honor, to know!
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This Heaven
Had I not believed in Heaven, I simply must now;
You may be lead to query: 'This may be, yet how? '
Whensoever I may have occasion, to gaze in to your eyes,
I can see Heaven, I have no means to feign, nor disguise!
I yearn to see this Heaven, every solitary night;
I long to be humbly within your gracious sight!
If only my heart had words, oh, what it would recite-
A sweet song of my elation, my soul's delight!
Mine whole life, I have awaited to be in your embrace;
I stand now in inspired awe, at your amazing grace!
My jollity knows not bound, nor cease, I would submit!
Your love hath more power than word could admit!
But for now, this Heaven only exists when I dream,
Then I awaken to my reality, though real it did seem!
Maurice Harris,21 April 2010
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Absolute Admire
Absolutely-this is how I shall always love thee;
'My own piece of Heaven, on Earth' is what I think of thee;
No other has captured my soul, so completely-
Thus, no other may truly complete me.
Endeavor as I may oppositely, thoughts of thee still abound:
In the safe confines of my heart and soul, you are still around,
To comfort me, when solace is needed-
To uplift me, when all hope seems fleeted-
Your very existence, proof that my prayers are thoughtfully heeded!
I can no more help that I covet thee, as I can, respire-
This is but His Will, and my every earthly desire.
My beloved, you are the aim of my unabashed, absolute admire.
My most humble wish is to provide half the same to you-
Even if it should take 1,000 lifetimes to do!
-Maurice Harris,19 July 2012
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Grace And Beauty
Steady yourself, your very life hangs in the balance!
Will this venue finally serve as your affirmance?
Deceit and its promoters stand in your way,
Verity is your only friend, will it win out that day?
Vindication, with the whole world as audience!
All was arrogated, yet you ask only truth's credence;
Though this will serve only as your initial conflict,
Many other wrongs shall also be lain to interdict!
Rights and protections, guaranteed by fundamental law
Never offered, maliciously, not merely through flaw!
Egregious wrongs, shall be addressed and made right,
The world entire shall be made privy to your plight!
Put behind yourself all the ugliness, all that is vile;
See only grace and beauty, now and all the while!
Maurice Harris,27 September 2009
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