Long Harvey Poems
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Belief
Metamorphosis; can I really get a witness?
Searching for a loving kiss, waiting here for her lips.
Love makes your face change,
Getting better with age.
Happy days are back again.
The truth is the only way.
What more can I say?
Lover evolution; love’s an institution.
A body lies alone, lacking devotion.
One hand needs a second,
Fates date is pre-beckoned.
Death is always calling,
Tired of always falling.
Fighting the mortal coil,
Hoping to plant in the soil.
Waiting for life to grow.
Trying to hold a precious soul.
Words become pictures,
They could write a story of pure bliss,
But nobody would ever believe in it.
So tell me what I should think.
Faith in the faithless,
Apathy requires less.
This life I lead has been one Hell of a test.
Maybe I’m not ready yet.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
A poet’s heart.
A poet’s heart is unlike any other.
It is bigger, it is more;
It is waiting for you, to discover.
It is free to speak without disorder;
Because a poet’s heart is so clear
And we are simply the interpreter.
A poet’s heart is unique to the poet;
All who have a heart, would say the same,
But a poet’s heart is uniquely more used,
Than to simply push blood around the veins.
A poet’s heart must be huge for love to fill it;
It gives out what it takes in and is essential to the poet.
Their heart is their charm and their words their way of showing.
A poet’s heart is the creator of the poet
And our souls are forever aching.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Still we believe
Smoking hot; I’ve had a thought and now it is lost.
Insanity clouds clarity and we lose all we have;
Too soon it is gone.
Money can’t buy love; it is not for sale in any shop.
Jewellery can buy your way into a heart,
But you cannot keep love in a box.
Love has many messengers that spread the love around;
When you see someone in love, you too want to be found.
You wish someone would come along and raise you up from the ground;
But arrogance is attractive, so we are forever let down.
Delusions of love along the highway to Hell;
Entrapped by the witches, under a love spell.
Family fortunes are not only tangible;
They are spiritual as well.
Drop dead gorgeous, can only come between us;
A quest to be faithful is easily failed and tears are too easily shed.
Words left unspoken, promises broken; the sacrifice of love.
At the end of the day, love fades away and we have nothing left.
No jewellery box, nothing on the box;
Tell the tale to anyone who will listen, as to how love was lost.
The singer can sing a song, but no words can heal us now.
A kiss goodnight on a doorstep;
No kiss from a lover when it is time to say goodbye.
A last minute dash to save a love;
Without love there is nothing else to do but cry.
So say what you want, for if you don’t then you deserve nothing.
Love will hurt you,
Love will break your pretty little heart…
And still here we stand, firmly believing.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Contradictions
In shadows thoughts lurk, waiting to be found.
One idea at a time is all my mind will let out.
I am totally built from imperfections;
All these flaws and still I write my contradictions.
I am at my best when my head is in distress.
Still more to say, but I digress, when all is said.
I continue to never explain what I mean;
I hide my real feelings, as I tell you everything.
The man in the mirror can see through me.
He used to be happy, but now that is just a bad memory.
A hypnotist told me to believe that free will is easy.
I have a belief in my lack of faith.
I wish I could believe, but this is neither the time nor the place.
I need to be loved, but I am scared of the thought.
My life has taught me to never ignore a parable.
Working hard to relax;
All recurring dreams they do pass,
Like a breeze of the wind.
Never seen, maybe just imagined.
Beauty is all around, but there is none to be found,
In this jungle of the city.
She is so pretty,
But I do not have the words or will to speak,
Of my vocabulary mastery.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Home for the holidays
Welcome home, to the place you have never wanted to be.
The place you have never felt at home.
No longer the only place you have ever known;
Now you have somewhere else that you can go.
Oh, just smile; the past arguments are just forgotten memories.
The times of change are already here
And this is the place where we all want you to be.
Please don’t leave; we all know it has already been too long.
Surely it is time for us all to just move on.
Those arguments can never be won.
If one side loses, we all lose.
How can that be fun?
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Terminator X
A cloud burst into life and rained down acid rain;
The skin peeled from the bodies of those who couldn’t be saved.
The future termination just waiting to send us to our graves,
Means our destiny is already written and we cannot be saved.
So call on Arnie to save or ruin the day,
Here he comes in a rush to redeem or bring rage.
Is he good, is he bad? Let’s write another sequel,
Because we can’t get enough of this cyborg killing people.
Terminator 1, Sarah Connor is forced to face death head on.
This Terminator X is going to rip somebody’s face off
And Terminator 2 saw Arnie as a Hero,
For John Connor likes Guns ‘n’ Roses, look out here comes a truck.
Terminator 3 the machines are on the rise again,
The future is shown to us; it looks like humans live in pain.
We are obsolete; the robots now rule the entire world.
So let’s rebel and give ‘em Hell, one of John acolytes is a hot girl.
So stab your blade shaped arm through a chest
And hope you find the right Sarah Connor.
Dead bodies litter the doorsteps of random nests;
You know he won’t stop until he finds her.
Get Arnie some new clothes to cover his nakedness,
Use nitrogen oxide to put an end to this X-file government,
Conspiracy of robots, they are here to end our lives;
So crush their body and throw this terminator into the fire.
(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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HARVEY - NOT CHILD’S PLAY
Houston, we have a problem ~
where the throngs of children played,
only possessions remain
in giant heaps - mattresses, furniture
and hefty bags brimming.
Two boys step over threshold
to survey the damage to their home,
for the first time, since the storm’s surge.
Several boxes labeled Hurricane,
contain fans. All is calm in aftermath,
ready for forward march,
albeit months of reparations.
Bare bones, as if in early stages
of construction, with see-through walls.
Boys in blue shirts, step into their room.
Dad points out which ones were theirs.
He asks them, “How do you feel?”
And the simple answer,
echoing from a child’s lips,
stabs you in the chest,
sucks the air,
in vise-like vortex,
“sad…”
9/25/2017
The eyes cannot lie.
Some days it is harder to fake a smile.
Just leave me alone!
I’ll be fine in a little while,
But at this moment in life,
I cannot be ‘Oh you are nice!’
I’ve got to sacrifice this vessel, for time,
Is taken again; the pain is the same,
But the riverbank beauties are still so far away.
All I want is your empathy;
Please!
But you are not even looking in my direction.
I am a portrait of perfect imperfections
And the untold story of a man on his knees,
Clawing at life; it hits from 360 degrees
And every time, I ask myself why!!?
My subconscious tells me, this is your life.
I am no taker of another’s property,
But why, oh why, must I be me?
Let me be another broken creation;
One who doesn’t have to suffer this agony!
Love is on a permanent vacation.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Handbags at dawn
A man in the middle of Handbags at dawn.
Two lovers for one heart. This is war.
A mighty showdown; a choice is needed.
One man, one love; never being greedy.
People don’t worship love anymore.
It’s just a thing they do. Forget about being faithful.
It’s so much easier to do what you want.
Consequences don’t happen, just have fun.
Standing face to face, eye to eye.
Fighting for love. Crocodiles don’t cry.
Learn the pattern, then anything can happen.
Love means nothing, truth only saddens.
Another body is all that matters baby.
Sleep with two until one is unhappy.
There are no rules; promises are made to be broken.
Sleep with convenience. Lies are easily spoken.
Have an argument to get rid of one.
Then find the other one when they are gone.
When you have used them, say goodbye,
Then find the other one and apologize.
Demand privacy when it comes to your phone,
So you can hide when the other one calls.
Tell them you want a night out alone,
To stop the fights…hand bags at dawn.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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The lady in the flowers
The lady in the flowers with the white cotton dress;
It flows behind her and clings to her, as she gathers her bouquet.
With her crown made from picked daisies, she looks like a Princess;
Her smile shines like a sun beam on the fourth of May.
In this magical place, we are lost no more; we are in love!
Good Heaven’s above, are sending signals to us.
As she dances through the tulips,
She is soft to the touch and receptive to my advances;
Ladies in lavender do not give second chances.
But she is truly forgiving all my misdemeanors;
She is a vision in white and I want to be dancing with her.
As the path made from patches of grass,
Leads us into a beautiful future;
I am at ease in this place of peace.
She passes through reeds and then I lose her!
She vanishes beneath the water and all I see is her waving goodbye.
Oh my! Where has she gone? I am screaming on the inside;
But as I dive in search of her, I find myself…
...in a wonder land.
I had never imagined that this dream could really have happened.
Into the water and through to the other side;
I climb out into her arms and again off she glides.
So once again I give kiss chase;
In case this time she is gone for good.
But she is never really leaving me;
She is just leading me to a place where we can be in love.
The leaves are multi-coloured
And this place has forever been hidden from all before.
She has welcomed me into her fantasy;
I can be a part of her world.
She skips through clear puddles
And in each of them I see my double.
I am a stranger on the inside
And I am rather befuddled.
But she is the fairy light I follow morning until night
And with all my might I shall become a part of her life.
Out into the clear, there is so much to see and to hear
And whenever she is near, blue birds suddenly appear.
A blanket is waiting next to a hamper for two.
We can rest now we have found each other…
Love is in bloom.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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