Harriet Poems - Poems about Harriet

Twenty years elapsed since Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 5th, 2004 Often these days the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share one son, cuz twenty years after mother succumbed courtesy of terminal illness that ravaged her body. I still reckon how yours truly shrugged off proffering tender loving care within whose womb, this sole prodigal son wannabe born, thus...

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Harriet Honey Bunch met Henry at a Honky-Tonk By accidentally giving back of his neck a tiny bonk Did you see her flirty, flamboyant ways? Asked Connie Conk Fine by us said winsome Willie Wonk and decent Donnie Donk...

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Harriet Harris née Kuritsky... Despite being a nineteen year old bride she wed Boyce Brandon Harris half a decade her senior, (where I ranked less than a twinkle in their eyes) during the month of June 1955, not quite half a century later ~ May 4th, 2005 death severed the pledge she did troth linkedin wifely role, cuz against her will...

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Harriet Harris née Kuritsky circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 (untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935) I trot out a poem acknowledging birthday of dear ole mom, who succumbed, lost lease on life nearly two decades ago, who frequently asked me, but never received acknowledgement during her livingsocial years did abjure (as the sole son) communicating HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Test...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost... ~ May fourth, 2005 wedded bliss nearly fifty years half a century almost me not most favorite grown offspring, she (when alive) did boast, about youngest sister and her family, unlike me – severely socially withdrawn a veritable wallflower as a result, I suffered emotional contusions. When thru life yours truly did nervously, frightfully, blisteringly coast, nevertheless her...

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Harriet Harris circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 untimely death sentence ordained approximately six months prior to mother dearest celebrating her seventieth birthday, though the last three years of her life impacted courtesy hysterectomy to remove malignant growth, which severely limited mobility of once vivacious former Arthur Murray ballroom dance teacher when she exuded youthful innocence. The remaining lines comprising following...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004 Often these days (closing in on the eighth anniversary of eighth orbit around mister sun), the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share how one and only son, remembers his mother cuz about eighteen years after mother succumbed courtesy of terminal illness he updates yearly a poem initially crafted when she passed...

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Oh Harriet, a treasured heart lost to time. Such promise, heralded for gifted child. Tender age, loves pull guided her astray. No blame, for who does not crave happiness. Joyous moment, glanced upon and short lived. Her heart, abandoned and broken. Hope lost, as lover moves on. Solace desired, but only lustful arms found. With child, in hiding she remains. Sadness burdens, with heart and mind overwhelmed. Words dispatched, her last affection...

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Mother dearest Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004 Often these days (early May 2021) the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share one son, cuz seventeen years after mother succumbed courtesy of terminal illness. I still reckon how yours truly shrugged off proffering tender loving care when grim reaper in close proximity to mama supine and nearly...

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~Harriet hairdresser hurries her hair appointments hurriedly~ 12/12/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004 Often these days the following genuine sentiment Matthew Scott Harris doth wish to share one son, cuz fifteen years after mother succumbed courtesy of terminal illness I still reckon how yours truly shrugged off proffering tender loving care within whose womb, this sole son born, thus shouldered with self scorn. He clearly recounts as if her death...

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After about fifty years as married wife the last three fraught with strife obvious telltale signs of terminal illness rife hysterectomy irrevocably didst jackknife at the least severely incapacitated think pitted, riddled, and rounced her tortured life. Ovarian cancer affliction on par with megadeath bald pate (color of bleached skull), and crossbones characterized mortal death oxygen tank to sustain each measured breath. Nonetheless her angry spirited accursed ferocity,...

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Harriet Harris circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 (untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935) Test teasing prophylactics embarrassing purchase never made at local drugstore unsurprisingly, obviously, invariably... birth control taboo subject, best to ignore subsequently intercourse awkwardly coordinated, consummated, completed extempore hence bun in the oven bon jure yielded unicellular spore while in utero ~ early/mid February I ain't exactly sure nineteen...

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The art of saying what cannot be ………………………………………..for Harriet Monroe … said ………………or need not be What's the difference if you call tinnitus or l'acouphène a 'tintement, a 'buzzing', a 'chuintement', a 'whistling', or pure sounds of music : it is still not stilled in him who lies still. ……………………… he left his spectacles on a narrow ledge and pulled...

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ah, tis in regard to praise worthy of zee sylph van halen wondrous sigh door house where boot LIX phallic ruled thee, this missive (fertilized ova byproduct), sans newly wedded whoopie between n betwixt carnal existence involving stiff joint courtesy of randy (loch ness hike hood only imagine) ...

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