Harry Is A Poet

Being an adult is hard. Mostly, because you never get a welcome card. There's never instructions, in pencil or pen On what to do or who to befriend. You know that stupid question adults always want to ask? What do you want to do when you grow up and leave class? Here's a secret to take with you wherever you go. Most of them are asking because they don't know. We all end up in a job, a...

You think you're great mate, acting all aggro? Turning up late and sat to chat in the back row? Slave to no man they've never got your attention Even though you know you'll just end up in detention For ragging on and attacking the kids sat in the front Who are just trying to learn you colossal cu.... Let's take a step back. Write this message to the letter This kind of attack Is ne...

I always have two lungfuls of air To give away at a moments notice. That if anyone should care I know that I can gift this. I waste so much of every day Spend so much time between living That I will not miss a chance to say A moment is gained by giving. In exchange for my time, of course You must make sure it is returned By spending some seconds of yours So that together, we have learned. Do not f...

I saw an old man, yelling to a crowd For his age, he seemed strong and proud He shivered with energy, full of fight Though his tone throughout was only polite He told terrific tales, beyond that sanity would venture Yet the gathered held breath to learn the next adventure He'd fought off Death, lost his Earthly brace And began his soliloquy on a sojourn to space Though the other stories made h...

Fire hot. Fire tall. Hot tall fire swallows all. Flickers bright. Flicker long. Bright long flickers dance in song. See it glisten. See it spark. See the way it lights the dark. Growing fast. Growing bright. Growing darkness into light. ... Fire gone. Wood is cold. Cold dark wood is sad to hold... *** https://harryisapoet.blogspot.com/2016/09/the-delicate-story-of-simple.html

The smallest stutter The smallest change The wings that flutter Cause all that's strange You want to predict? To even estimate? Here's my edict: Leave it to fate. See while all in this universe is indeed indicated by intellectual equations And all attempts to adjudicate on outcomes are actuating amply Mostly, I must make clear the fatal flaws in such fanatic infatuations For chaos, that br...

Simply to me, I am an iamb type man Trochees tricky to breed from the pen in my hand Stifles all words, blocks this poet's progress I find absurd, how much pain and duress Spews from metres like this Though I don't try to dis It's clearly inferior This poetic mirror Reflects that fact, I wont take back Any accusation, it's an actual attack On what I do perceive To be just a repriev...

I heard a tale from a marvellous man Telling me "Ultimate is" and "Ultimate can" I want to add a riposte where he may have erred and forgot Let me add my lot to emphasise what Ultimate is not. Ultimate is not what you imagined initially The summation of students sauntering hippy-ly Much more it is moulded of athletes competing Jumping and throwing and diving and sprinting. Ulti...

Let me say right now, I love the Olympics Just give me a chance to say why, real quick That we should definitely care that it's not fair On all the locals who happen to live there That corruption is present in the organisation But let's instead focus on athletic participation Yes, it's fantastic inspiring and all that How quickly a human can cycle round a track There's real beauty...

t finally happened. The end of the world. Well, take my hand. Join me, as we enter the next era of humanity... I not gonna pretend it's gonna have as many comforts It's gonna take some heart, gonna take some guts We've gotta learn from the mistakes we made As humanity's errors begin to pale and fade We've been granted a reprieve No time to sit and grieve Time to earn our stay B...

You frown, you're down. They wear your crown. Not beaten, no defeating Time to get even... We are strong and we are smart This is how a comeback starts Play with grit and play with heart This is how a comeback starts We will not lay down and die We are strong I tell no lie Let us yell and let us cry We will win, here here is why We are strong and we are smart This is how a comeback starts Play...

Not everything in life is in your hands. Anything can upset the best laid plans. It sucks. I can say nothing more. When life pushes you through a certain door. For most of life, you feel in control. That you can decide if you reach your goal. The only thing standing in the way is us. As long as we work hard it'll be no fuss. And then, it breaks. The illusion fades. Effort matters, but it's...

It's how it all started. The voices. In the twilight hour, they whispered. We heard them at the crossing. Through a veil. They gave advice we needed to hear at the time. The advice was often simple. Always sincere. Time to wake up. Talk to her. Remember to breath. They guided us in a way. We thought forwards. And not every step on the road is hard. Until it becomes hard. That step. The voices...

Everyone wants to feel, in some way, like their thoughts matter They want to be pitched ideas as a worthy batter What I didn't want, what I never wanted, was this To decide whether to cast a man's soul to the abyss I was selected for jury, and drawn to do duty The desire to do my responsibility flew through me I was chosen as an equal, and now within my hands I hold the soul of a most guil...

It's time. Oh it would have been so easy. You could have stayed still. But no. You, oh noble beast. You live for a thrill. And so it begins. Slowly. The count. You inhale. Ten. This is it. What everything has led to. The thing that has filled your dreams so often. Nine. You shudder. Every last muscle. You anticipate. Even in this step into the unknown. This step into fate. Eight. You will now...

Dear everyone disheartened by this: please don't be. Now, more than ever, we need to have courage. Now, more than ever, we need to have strength. For so long, we have simply resorted to fear to make our case. Fear of the man next door, fear of the unknown. And believe it or not, this makes people scared. So now, as we face the unknown, we can not be frightened. One decision is made. But other...

This poem is lovingly dedicated to my Grandma She has been around 90 years on this World so far Brought happiness and joy to many a different face She takes life and it's challenges with a loving embrace Because in 1926, the same year as Winnie the Pooh My Grandma was born all fresh and new Young and full of promise, so fittingly They named her simply Rosemary And like rosemary, she works best...

Who am I? Who are you? What are we? What shall we do? We've woken up a thousand times, emerged from slumber Sometimes we wake up smarter, sometimes dumber But normally, well, how to put this politely? Day by day we change ever so slightly We are constantly changing, such is our nature Sometime change is small, sometimes an adventure But why? Why do we change, and why does it matter? It's i...

"I was a lot more comfortable being vulnerable and open When I was younger, and it wasn't clear if I was or wasn't joking..." - Sage Francis It can be a struggle. To be open and honest. So despite the evidence, I'll say that I'm for this. When I say despite the evidence, I mean that sincerely, Because I know for a fact that sincerity fears me. I, like many others of my ge...

Immortality in a Can Immortality in a Can Grab it while you can Immortality in a Can You know what they say: Once you pop you Just Can't Stop... Man, I just took this deal, and I feel great Just popped now fate awaits my infinity sell by date To satiate my thirst I never have to deal with the worst I get live forever as the eternal man And I owe it all to Immortality in a Can Once you pop you...

Pay attention. Listen up. I'm going to try to explain something difficult. Democracy. No, wait! Don't go. I swear, I'll try to make it quick. See, Democracy, to me, is still radical. And I don't mean radical like skateboards,     I don't mean radical like Guitar Hero. I mean radical like revolutions are radical. Because the idea that every single person has a valid opinion And...

Sometime when the world deals a blow and has dazed us It's good to think back to the parents who raised us Your mothers gave birth, as mothers have to do She went through great pain just to give birth to you Then growing up, they dealt with all your palaver Not just sibling fights, or having the floor be lava Those times when you were small, so tender and weak When you were born you were so fr...

If you're having a bad day, this a message for you Written on a letter, sealed with love and glue For you to open, whenever it's a struggle to get through This bad day is one we're both gonna beat black and blue ... ... Dear friend in the wilderness. Dear voice in the mist Sometimes it seems like our fate has been kissed Days when we're not tired and sick, days when all will go wel...

She had that beauty which came from getting up an hour earlier than the sun And staring endlessly into the mirror willing herself through the next day Even with a sense of anxious pride about who she was and what she'd done There was only one small part of her that had never wished this life away No, it was not those startling clear blue eyes, clouded windows to a troubled soul Nor was it thos...

Sometimes I like to say Let's go wild and adventure So lets go to our baser nature And be animalistic in how we play YetI don't wanna be a jellyfish      'cause without needing to wish         you can already see right through me I don't wanna be a zebra neither      'cause I don't need ya           to spend that much time crossing me I don't wanna be a lion      I'...