Spiritual Dad Poems

October 7th, 2023 upon third anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride nor prejudice
no matter (even...

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Cool waters of the lagoon 
bobbing a bit due to the waterfall
I stick my hand in and smile
it is exactly as I remembered it
my own...

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Unlike any other king, my father is the most powerful
He can build a mansion in seconds still he chose to be humble 
He prefers giving...

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A full moon
never amazes me 
ever like before

Whenever I see it
thoughts of my dad
occupies my mind

And I couldn't embrace
cold rays 
Instead heat waves
hit my face...

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-Sweet Melancholy-

Limbs shot with a breeze on the neck.

I digress. With the pigment of widow’s wail calling for atonement.

I hated my father, but not my...

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In the mid of the spiritual souls
Sits like an angel my beautiful dad
Having people all over to extol
Celebrating his bday, he's so glad

While devouring the...

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But like all memory, it fades as new ones are born
The memories rise to the surface and sink to the depth of obscurity

I remember all...

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“My Daddy’s profession is the highest!”…
bragged a boy during oration contest
“…He soars up above the sky
and that we cannot deny---
since he does fly as pilot...

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Memorial service ~10:00 A.M. October 21st, 2020...
at Cherry Hill, New Jersey Unitarian Fellowship

Boyce Brandon Harris cremains
(approximately one fourth entire contents)
offered, interred, and eulogized
within ‘Tristan’s Pollinator...

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There is a nail scarred footprint on the back of Satan's neck
Although for a time and here for now he will make your life a...

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Breathing out serenely mortal breath’s end
Dad faced death, courageously triumphant
Leaving us faith’s legacy to ascend…
Midst infirmity, staying jubilant
Exposing countenance so radiant.

In our struggle to conquer...

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Planting seeds of life - growing self awareness...
(Subtitled: kudos beloved Amelie Beth)

Dilly gents gal lore spellbinding
metaphorically exhuming, ferreting, gleaning...
insightful handy dandy blues clues
unearthing treasure trove...

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Directing me toward spiritual fortitude
Assertive along faith’s altitude prayerfully…
Dad Roberto is my father I praise God for with gratitude-fullness.

Responsible is he, never neglecting his fatherly...

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I am standing ready. Your coat I will not wash 
Until I see your eyes, for it smells like you.
I need to take a whiff...

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“…I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.”*
Such Scripture truth braces me up with God’s grace
Propelling me to move on, bounce back, march forward
Every time...

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