The sky this
Morn is a
Sleepy white pale
Blue with rose
Quartz at horizon
Plane sounds like
Hot griddles hitting
Cold water even
The trees lack
Pop as though
They were painted
Saul back East
Hasn’t opened his
Eyes yet causing
All this drowsiness
Month: June 2021
BirdAngel
A bird on
A fence wondering
Where to next
Like angels in
Heaven wondering which
Soul to save
Next
Kiss
It’s often better
To ask forgiveness
Than permission so
When I kiss
You please understand
That I do
So with more
Regard for you
Than for me
NearerNear
And then you
You that appeared
Afar drew near
I saw the
Beauty as well
As the blemishes
That you are
For the first
Time I touched
Your skin tasted
Your lips and
Held your body
Now you’re nearer
Than near we’ve
Become one when
Before we were
Two
SummerDay
The day is
Warm like a
Turkish bath and
Sitting in the
Shade brings brief
Relief my gin
And tonic sweats
Like a whore
In church but
Feels so good
Quenching my thirst
Like popsicles did
As a child
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 