Author: Patricia Harris
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A Fallen Angel
I was gifted with you, even if you doubt, an angel from heaven fallen into my lap. I see those wingsthat you have tried to hide, and the halo slipping to one side. I am grateful ... -
Your Favorite Tree
Caught beneath your favorite tree, I sit and wait for youto return to me. I dream of you, and wish to beEverything that you ... -
Poet’s Blade
Held in the hand,tis small and round.the tip at the endbrings many a man down. The mightiest of weapons,the blade short and stout,tipped to ... -
Packet Of Memories
Memories kept a lifetime, Moments recorded quietly in time, Given freely to bring a happy grin. An envelope filled to the brim, with moments captured by love. Featured image created in Canva by Patricia Harris -
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The poem sliced
The words dripped carelessly from the pen, scrawled on the page heedless of the reader’s heart. Slicing flesh clean from soul, leaving such a ... -
I Need To Stop
I need to stop, Stop saying that I can’t. For then I turn around And I do. I need to stop,Stop being afraid, For ... -
The Poet’s Life
Pen drips agony, for the moment needed has flowed. Ink rivulets to tear streams, deepening into heartache falls. the poet’s life stretches as far ...