The sun creeps
Quietly into the
Day wiping the
Stars from the
Sky like a
Kerchief erases tears
Gone now are
The sparkles but
Still there behind
The brightness of
Saul they wait
Quietly like a
Spouse in the
Shadow of their
Lover
Month: July 2021
OnWriting (for Muenster)
Muenster there are
Reasons and explanations
There are mechanics
And lessons to
Learn there is
Mastering the metaphor
But mostly writing
Is magic no
Different than a
Twinkling star or
The Harvest Moon
Or snowflakes or
Anything natural it’s
Sand and sandcastles
Snow and igloos
It’s one thing
That when used
Turns into something
Else to me
It’s a whisper
And to another
A simple roar
Brief
And this morning
The memories started
Moments frozen pictures
Mostly laughing and
Smiling I don’t
Remember the sad
Parts why is
That we had
So so many
Maybe that’s why
It seems that
We were together
Only for a
Brief time now
UsThereThen (for Scotty)
And then from
Afar a voice
An old friend
Wishing me tidings
My heart sang
And my soul
Filled like a
Cistern of love
Oh so long
It had been
Since I heard
Your voice bringing
Me back to
Yesterday like reading
Old letters and
Remembering us there
ShyClouds
Crimson clouds scrape
The sky like
Silky feather dusters
Or long thin
Fingers of socialites
Having just used
Their compact uplit
By an early
Dawn they beam
Chagrin in colors
Of red and
Orange making my
Early day glow
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 