Best Harper Poems

                              
Savannah Rose
Annoying, friendly, caring, listener
Sister of Aaron and Carolyn
Lover of Art class, books, and my...

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A Century have days gone by
Since you last saw the sun did rise,
Embattled weary and forlorn
Another push for King and all.

You’d seen smiles and tears
Dreamt and had wishes for all too few years
Now little you’d realise that on this day
The soul of yours be taken...

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Translation of " Bury Me in a Free Land " by Frances E. W. Harper
(Homage to Frances Ellen Watkins HARPER, the First Black Lady of America, 1825 - 1911, Orphan, Poet, Novelist, Civil Rights Activist, Public Speaker, Suffragette, whose memorable lines of subdued indignation arise...

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A man being a vocal host
But he is a legend from coast to coast
The voice behind the “Quiet Storm”
A night to sit back and relax
Forget your day, this is a night to be not perplexed
Music to put you in the mood
A Full Moon night, but...

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The last time I heard your voice
Was when you were on the S.S. Charlotte
You said I was ornery
For breaking your computer
I haven't heard from you since
No letters, e-mails, or phone calls
I'm worried sick
But I shouldn't be
Because you're worried about me
And my well-being
That's why you left...

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I know that I can't be there to help 
you through your pain But. my arms 
are still around you as the tears go
down your face . Each time my heart 
is beating I pat you lightly when you cry ,
to let you know how...

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Once a boy now a man
                            Morgan Harper Knavery had a plan
      ...

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There once was a dog we called Harper,
Not nary a dog could be sharper,
She basks in the sun,
Until the days done, 
Then curls up on your lap once it’s darker.

Written with my daughters during our lunch break as we admired our sweet dog Harper!...

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WITH APOLOGIES TO MISS HARPER LEE
By Roy Merritt

It's a sin to kill a mocking bird 
According to Miss Harper Lee
But I'm afraid I'll have to say 
I hardily disagree
Because you know them birds 
They're a pain in the rear
And if you don't believe that 
Just...

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I remember when birds were just plain birds,
and ducks were the birds that swam in the lake.

Binoculars were tools for seeing ballet;
heavy, clumsy, hard to control focus.

Once taught to listen for the call, cheep, bzzt,
and search in the direction for motion

I never went back to...

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The mirage of yesterday shimmers over today,
pearly, dulcet, raining over sunshine memory
with an allure of tones chanted as poetry.

Nonverbal cues, squawks, screams, cheeps, brush
my ears over the crash of waves and the stolen
whispers of conversation I share with you.

If I pivot toward today, six feet...

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My keys are my ticket to independence,
My phone is contact to everyone I need,
My identity proof is necessary for recovery,
My PCs are my words that I have written,
making me more than I am and more than I’ll be,
My coat will keep me warm throughout the...

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My name is my name if you please,
my first name is Sheri as nickname,
my second name is my maiden name,
father given, kept as middle name.
and they work so well together,
the SF initials highlighting my genre
of writing of future dreams and invention,
so sorry to say, I'm...

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All those talks we had, your breath smoky.
All those plans we had to someday meet.

And then I felt the fear turning my legs icy
while we climbed toward the sky’s craggy peaks.

Were you safe didn’t matter compared to gloom
and encapsulating castle with weird turrets.

I knew you...

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Blank face with scythe
drips sand like frozen blood
cut from my veins a tithe
for my trouble, slammed door
a choir of entreaty, all poor
like the life sap cut, a dud.

How many you demand blythe
shrugs, with a heart's thud thud
demanding youth, live lithe,
when demanded I gave galore
listing softly...

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