A Friend’s Dad

 

 

Learning at a young age

Respect and obey elders

However there are exceptions

But I did not know that then

 

LH was my neighbour

Who lived in the house

Behind mine at the time

 

We went to school together

And often played together

Her mother took many trips

Her dad took LH and me

To the beach and other places

Innocent times in the beginning

 

At the beach, we played tag

In the water.

Fun at first

Chasing one another

Tagging until…

I felt hands where

Where there shouldn’t be

Hands, no hands go there

 

Then my tied top

Was untied I screamed

But LH’s dad said

This is all part of the fun

Embarrassed and scared

I swam to shore

Got in my towel

And hugged myself

 

Sometime later after hearing

Over and over

How I was to obey and respect elders

 

LH’s father asked if I wanted

To see a special room

Where LH’s mother kept

Her dolls and special fans

They were beautiful

 

LH’s father said he would teach me

Some special things

But if I told anyone

He would hurt my family

Very special things

That all good fathers

Teach their daughters

Scared for my family

I had to protect my family

I had to obey my elder

No one to talk to

I did as I was told

I was just a young girl

And he was not the only one

And I was not alone

 

A child no longer can trust

Those who abuse that trust

By Pauline Harris

 

(Yes, I did get counseling years later, but somethings can never be fully forgotten or recovered from)

 

Inviting Hand From Death …

<This poem was written in reference to a photo depicting ‘Death reaching out to a person who was sitting under a tree in a forest area’>
 
 
Sitting alone under the great tree
Pondering about life and it’s treated of me
Searching for answers that are not to be
Daydreaming of days past by
Longing for something to clench at
Idealizing my future plans with dreams
Of granduer. Only to be returned to
A lowly feeling with a vision appearing out of no where
Dark shadows tempting and alluring me
Invitingly presents a hand stretched out
Giving me a chance at something different
Here is a gift of the everlasting life, free to take
No more anger or pain, hardships disappeared
 
Only joy and love remain
Grasp this hand and be set free
By Pauline Harris

Women Are Women No Matter What

The Mother Figure is so caring and giving
Taking care of the house and young
Struggles to hide behind smiles
Chores unending with others helping a tad
Caregiving with some thanks
Teaching creative and innovative thoughts
Strong intellectuals seldom acknowledged
Voices of reason brushed under the rug
Warm dishes of fanciful foods enjoyed
Stitches of wisdom carried to bed
Whistles heard with words of desire
Together women are better at understanding
This world is so much richer because of women
…by Pauline Harris

Love Joy Foward

Love it forward. We all are going along in our own joyney. Sometimes, we may need a little more than a hug. Others may need much more than we can do alone. No one lives without aid from another whether it be something grown, something sewn, something made, something learned, … We all depend on others in some form or another. Share that hug, that smile, that light, that love…and carry on. By Pauline Harris

The Rise of Language

The Human Connection

A touch of the skin
Led to a hug
And a sign of comfort
Kissing entered the stream
Knots and marks
Denoting thoughts
Leading to words, numbers, and phrases
Language grew intensely
Along with exchanges
New looks, foods,
Clothing, shelter, and more
All becoming communication
The rise of education
And laws to make a norm
Writing, painting, talking,
Innovation, and implementation
Creating ideas to flow
Fears lead to controlling powers
Conflicts and resolutions
Justice and grace
Sensing loss and silence
Changing thoughts to love instead
Learning from the past
Attempting new paths
Ultimately making connections
For the world can continue anew
By Pauline Harris

A Pen’s Dream

One day, a pen sat right by a stack of papers…it decided the time was here to write something inspirational…So the pen thought and thought for a long bit…what is inspirational for others to hear right now…all the pen could think of was…SMiLe…Thusly, the pen wrote SMiLe on each piece of paper there…enjoy your day ~pharris2012

Wise Up About Maybe

Why Not Maybe

Choices of either
Yes or No
A different path
Calls to say
Hello, I am nearby
Voices tell partly truths
Giving positive
Only on their view
Agreeing with some aspect
Persuaded not to look further
Combining is the only way
But what about maybe
Maybe seems always left behind
Never given a second thought
Discussed by those with no voices
Left silent
However maybe is used
To give a voice
To artist, writer, actor, teacher, engineer,
Creators of innovation
Seeing visions of a brighter future
For All
Instead of the few
Those few who have it all
And just want the world
Time for Maybe
Is here at hand
Our water, land, and hearts
Are devoted to Maybe
And someday Maybe
Maybe will achieve
What yes could never do
By Pauline Harris

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