Mary Harper 

Bronx, NY, USA 

 
 
 

Born and raised in North Carolina, my date of birth is Nov. 26, 1955. My parents are Mary and David Bryant--they are my greatest inspiration because they always encouraged me to state what I feel and trust in myself; and believe I can achieve anything my heart desires. I attended North Edgecomb High School and also in my younger days I attended Robertson Elementary School (both in NC). While growing up, I attended a church in North Carolina called Long Chapel Church. In the Bronx, I occasionally attend Walker Memorial Church with my four grown sons, James Jr., Trevor, Anthony and Jermaine. They all have kids of their own. I am the grandmother of seven grandkids. I have the honor of being a foster mother and I take great pride in the fact that I was asked to be one. I feel the love I have to share will help some child who needs understanding. My philosophical statement is: I believe in God and trust in Him first because without HIm nothing is possible. I thank Him for the talent he has given me to write my feelings on paper and for being able to share what I feel from day to day. Many readers may look at my poems and relate to what I'm trying to say and experience, but for those who can't I hope even if you close your eyes and envision things you will keep them in mind; I hope it touches you in some way. I work as a nurse's aide and home attendant which I find a pleasure because to even consider working in this field you must at least have a heart for other people's feeling and put them first. My hobbies are writing, music and reading. My work is being published by The National Library of Poetry. I have received many honors including: The Editor's Choice Award and I am a member of The National Library of Poetry and I also take great pride in this exhibit.

 

Dreaming Visions

As I laid my head down I see this vision 
of this Little Town, I see myself floating on this 
Cloud and I hear voices spoken softly and angels 
singing his praises Loud. 
I knew that I was indeed home, because 
in this vision I saw family who has been gone so 
long. This was my roots from where I start 
these people hold special places in my heart. 
Some have passed away so very long 
Some I can't remember because I was too young. 
I tried to wake myself from this dream, 
But as I kept dreaming I see a vision of this stream. 
The water was running so Bright and deep Blue, 
why I have this vision of the stream I can't tell you. 
I could feel the Breeze blowing through my hair. 
The breeze felt so peaceful I had no worries 
not even a care. 
I somehow knew this Dream must come to 
an end. As I turn around and Look over 
on this cloud, I see my loved ones and dear friend.

He Appeared to Me

He came to me as a vision 
Or was it in my dream, 
It was so real it seems. 
He was like a vision that shines so bright, 
I wonder if he will come tonight 
I was not afraid, and didn't scream because in my mind, 
It was just a dream 
He stood so tall, and had no face 
But somehow, he was out of place. 
He seemed to be long, where he stand 
And as I watch him, he held out both hands. 
I began to cry, he wiped my tears, and said it's alright, 
You have nothing to fear. 
He spoke with a soft voice, and said to me, 
Rest my child, and go to sleep, 
Never again, did I fear, because I knew he would be there. 
He said it will be alright, for you shall have only sweet dreams tonight. 
From there on I didn't care 
For I knew, my vision would be there

A Dreamer Prayer

God bless this little kitchen 
Where I stand for there be for my mother, 
only one man. 
I pray that every child is blessed with grace. 
And as I look upon them with a smile on their face. 
Mommy and daddy will say the grace, 
And as I stare at mommy, a tear run down her face, 
I ask my daddy why is black and white race. 
And daddy answer. I can't seem to be going no place. 
Daddy smile and said child, look here, 
You don't seem to understand, the word fear. 
That's why, we can't move up a little my dear 
One day soon, we shall see a better place for all. 
You and me!

Mary welcomes e-mail at MHa3550429@aol.com

All poems Copyright © 1997 Mary Harper. All rights reserved.