Tag Archives: Philip Brent Harris
In an Instant
Sometimes in deep hours of night, insomniac, I think I know the answer While other times, in the brightest light of day, I’m much less certain Perhaps my problem is I don’t really even know the question to ask here When will ever I have a moment to learn, while I face such a […]
Listen
I think, perhaps, I’ll write a poem an undiscovered story tonight While I sit, eyes closed, listening to the music of classical guitar Hard church pews, though near the sacred altar, still numb my butt Yet listen, the music, oh the music, convinces me I do, not care On a simple Saturday, though full […]
In Time
Watching any two people, like you, uncertain and alone As they meet on your street, to then stroll and converse In time, they court, the formal dance, they smile and sigh Till laughing, flushed, happy and out of breath, they sit Talking heart-to-heart leads to dialogue, to harmony, to love Opening, joining, sharing fear, […]
I Choose Peace
When in life we reach an age, a need, a trial, a test, the razor’s edge Delving deeper, pondering, reflecting, remembering, planning, hoping Denying, angry, we bargain, we grieve while craving peace, acceptance Until we understand acceptance is a choice with nothing and much to say I wonder the reason for my being, my […]
No Place Safe to Stand
If you find something’s wrong don’t cast about looking for a reason I’m the one to libel, always, I must honestly admit, this or any season You think you’re wrong, you’re incorrect, I’ll swear an oath I did it From simple misspelled words to atom bombs, for all I will take credit The argument […]
Found Verbiage Flash Fiction
Found fiction, conceived I believe by Eric Alagan, is a concept I discovered on his site Written Words Never Die. You’ll find him at http://ericalagan.net/ I highly recommend the visit. Although I’m working on some strictly concept pieces, I decided initially to apply my own twist and use the daily newspaper headlines and subheads I […]
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