Clutter comes
when invited
and asked
to stay
why should
unneeded things
occupy space
is space
something to
be filled
or is
it a
place where
breath belongs
Aware
Be aware
be alive
don’t trudge
through life
looking for
stop smell
and see
make note
and relish
be one
with whatever
and wherever
you are
out of
your head
and into
your life
Windows
My windows remind
me of myself
clear but creaky
when the wind
blows just right
eyeglasses to outside
spyglasses to the
people moving about
too much light
on certain days
just the right
amount of moonlight
Relief
A spring starts
finally to unwind
from the depths
of my minds
aquifer through cracks
of quiet clarity
it reaches higher
until at last
it breaks ground
and bubbling up
it trickles down
pooling in peace’s
very own pond
with a sigh
of cleansing relief
Lost
I easily adapt
morph and shift
like sand underfoot
I also pack
down the wadding
of my emotions
into the barrel
of my throat
adjusting and modifying
are useful tools
when navigating life
but also an
easy terrain where
one gets lost
the only antidote
that I’ve learned
is to live
a present life
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 