In the
Late
Twilight
Stars
Still
Shine
Above
Us
Glimmering
Bathing
Heaven
In
Lint
Polka-dots
Of
White
Fire
They’ve
Burned
For a
Million
Years
Like
Your
Eyes
On this
Drowsy
Morn
Month: August 2019
Stop
Stop
Looking
To
Find
Stop
Listening
To
Hear
Stop
Feeling
To
Touch
Stop
Eating
To
Taste
Stop
Drinking
To
Savor
Stop
Hating
To
Love
To
Stop
Requires
Surrender
GreatComfort
It is
In
Silence
That
Marvelous
Comfort
Is
Revealed
Like
A
Warm
Sun
Or
Woolen
Blanket
EmptinessToo (to You)
Clock
Faces
Moon
Glow
Breathing
And
Memory
Of
Yesterday
Turning
I
Wonder
If
You
In
Your
Bed
There
Have
Just
Rolled
To
Face
Emptiness
Too
Afternoons (to You)
Afternoon
Sun
Blankets
Lanai
Trade
Winds
Whisk
Past
Cooling
Debussy
Plays
You
Smile
A
Perfect
Summer
Afternoon
As the
Children
We
Are
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 