Seeing Through The Fog

Shouting from deep within
Only whispers heard
Fogginess filled the air
With unwavering discomfort
Attempts shut down
Eyes and ears close
As if to say good night
Not to ever sleep tight
Uneasiness lingered
Trust misled and unraveled
Flaps of wings flutter by
A glimpse of light
Unveils the butterfly
A smile emerges
Capturing purity
Within the moment
And a need to share
Caring hearts reached out
Bringing to life
The smile and light
For joy to move forward
By Pauline Harris

Be Aware

Watch out

there is a new disease

going around

its called


it can come from

anywhere or anyone

once caught,

it is easily

passed on

some may seek it out

it can be discovered

in creativity

or learning




Oh no…I think

it has found a new victim

or is this person

one who will survive

this Inspiration

we will see one day

Alive Once Again

Changing Perception

something went wrong

perception is needed to be changed

looked outside for the answer

no answer to be found that satisfied what I needed

changed directions

looked within

still not there

closed my eyes to see

a glimmer of hope was shining up at me

opened my mind to know the light

let go of anything holding me back

and there it was

the answer I needed

I breathed in and breathed out

Awakened to possibilities

Alive once again

I AM there

and so I AM

pharris2012 with minor changes

Awoken At Midnight

Opening eyes unfocused
Barely moving
Wiggling to get up
Wake up
Caught in dream state
Falling from somewhere
Lost in confusion
Until feeling a sensation
Kissing my toes
I am loved
I smile as I continue
Waking to see the stars
Some Sparklies show
Their true splender
Time to return to my slumber
Rest well Sparklies, rest well
by Pauline Harris

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

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