I sit on the
balcony of my apartment
and see the buildings
of downtown beam in
the distance the morning
is late June warm
not yet hot no
longer cool just right
to take in this
morning in the mountains
Month: June 2023
HopeFully
Hope does not live
in the stroke stroke
stroke of the oar
or the step step
step of the march
Hope is purposefully absent
there being reserved for
the beginning when dreams
are born and carried
in hearts of men
doing the rowing or
doing the marching hope
does not live in
the mundane of life
hope lives in dreams
NotMe (for Gil)
I’m not the one
that you’re afraid of
oh I know that
you want to make
it me because it’s
easier than admitting who
but we both know
that it truly isn’t
and until you do
finally admit just who
you will never ever
let me get any
closer to you than
over here at arms
length close enough to
touch not to hold
AndYet
And then it happens
poof not like lightning
or even like thunder
more like summer’s invisible
spiders webs hanging quietly
there in front of
you walking thoroughly unaware
until you get tangled
or like a feather
or like a leaf
floating down from nowhere
and then suddenly being
somewhere delicately upon you
This thing that happens
just like that always
like that and never
ever any other way
is the one thing
that you were always
certain wouldn’t ever happen
and yet just did
Hindsight
The world has lost
its innocence having once
been there unaware there
Funny how that is
things there are only
ever noticed once they’re
gone but never seen
once they are there
It’s almost like life
is only recognizable in
the rear view mirrors
and in our hindsight
long past due and
much too late to
do anything to keep
and now must lose
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 