Could I be something
Something other than that
Could I be anything
Anything other than expected
Could I just be
Just be just because
Or must I be
What is ever missing
Could I just be
Just ever be me
Being me is enough
Except when being you
Is always lacking something
Something that’s not me
Month: February 2023
Goodbye
I wonder if maybe
This time it’ll stick
Like the late April
Snows which blanket with
Heavy wet large snowflakes
As if nature is
Doling out double portions
Maybe this time will
Be the last time
I mean how many
Goodbyes does it take
For something to be
Over finally over finished
How many coats of
Paint does it take
To hide the blemishes
And the ugly scars
Just how much makeup
Will make bruises disappear
If I keep going
Back like the deer
To the now naked
Branches doesn’t that make
Me look like the
Fool like the despot
This one last final
Goodbye must be the
Spring for so many
Believe that loneliness is
Winter but limping love
Is lonelier than snow
Which does eventually stay
Maybe
Maybe I’ve seen too
Much maybe I’ve felt
Too little maybe I’m
Too guarded maybe I’m
Too guilty maybe I’m
Old fashioned maybe I’m
Stuck in my ways
Maybe I’m intolerant maybe
I don’t care maybe
I should quit maybe
I should stop maybe
I should breathe maybe
I should dance maybe
I should laugh more
And listen much less
Things
I have things on
My mind deep things
Difficult to say things
Better thought about things
Rather than spoken things
Sometime things when somethings
Fail to meet hope
Types of things things
To keep to myself
Things things best protected
Lest they be trampled
Too like my love
Cleave
And with one quick
Blow my heart of
Which I was certain
Has been cleaved in
Half one side dying
And the other pumping
How does one say
Goodbye to one part
And hello to another
Even at my age
I sit and wonder
Even though this has
Happened before I still
Sit wondering not if
But when my one
Heart will be enough
For just eventually one
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 