The one beacon
Reminding me of
Hope during this
Fog of my
Daily life is
Your glowing smile
And your eyes
Which blink like
A ships lantern
Sending coded messages
Across the miles
I am here
And soon will
Be there safely
With you it
Says with winks
Month: February 2021
RetreatOrRun
The one thing
That sickens me
About all this
Is your fear
Being translated into
Cowardice as though
Retreating is worse
Than running but
Taking two steps
Back away from
Me causes me
To stop to
Oh I don’t
Know wait or
Maybe follow or
Even maybe let
You go away
But when you
Run you know
That I can’t
Because it’s impossible
To run while
Holding my heart
Out in front
Love
Love is love
It’s not really
Who but that
You do that
Matters love often
ForeverFriends (to Muenster)
Lovers are like
Newspapers crisp a
Bit fragile and
Temporary read once
But you Muenster
You’re like my
Favorite book highlighted
And dog eared
Used and read
At the ready
When comfort is
Needed or like
The oak under
Which I nap
On lazy summer
Afternoons your canopy
Outstretched protecting me
Toys
And still the
Teasing continues like
A toddler with
A Jack-in-the-box you
Wind me up
And out I
Jump to the
Sound of glee
Or you like
The school bus
Which I patiently
Await I hear
From afar wagging
Knowing that soon
We will play
On this sunny
And warm afternoon
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 