I’ve always done things
for others other things
other places other people
as though I was
a marionette attached to
someone else’s dreamy ideas
I found great joy
in giving that to
them but as they
grew I became smaller
as though I gave
others the sun while
I took the shade
And as they grew
I sat there waiting
But like greyhounds first
out the gate they
soon lost their place
and I having waited
watched and observed them
I understood their mistakes
and when my turn
didn’t make them myself
Month: March 2023
MorningMountains
And as I sit
watching the sun rise
behind me like a
sneaky child looking for
a hug the dawn
smiles upon the tallest
peaks still snow covered
turning them colors like
a kaleidoscope I had
so majestic making everything
around them both other
mountains and man bow
in their quiet humility
It’s quite simply stunning
AlDente
I am a pot
of pasta having been
set to boil unattended
Many called me reckless
but I thought free
And now after three
years of lid on
simmering I am ready
to once again roll
to a boil heating
things up acting crazy
Dodos
Why is it that
men don’t want friends
men used to be
friendly but now more
than ever they’re suspicious
and selfish wanting only
what they want which
usually is sex now
I know females frustration
men want their pleasure
without the responsibility of
having the real intimacy
Men if the world
could figure out another
way to populate itself
without us we would’ve
gone out like dodos
Death
There is life after
death death being the
loss of anything there
before that isn’t anymore
Death is thought bad
but death is the
harbinger of change a
door a moment a
time place or person
Most of us hold
on clutch pinch and
grasp just let go
because this thing you’ve
been trying to keep
has been gone long
ago and that new
thing right over there
is was has been
waiting for you quietly
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 