Is it just
my imagination or
do people nowadays
not want love
or if they
do it comes
with all sorts
of conditions that
falling in love
is like rifling
through a candy
dish looking for
that one last
little green jellybean
ignoring the rest
Month: July 2025
Orbits
Oh I thought
that just maybe
time and distance
between us might
just make me
miss you less
but like planets
that pass by
every so often
when we’re not
I keep wishing
that other ones
would just move
outta the way
so that even
from afar I’d
know where it
was you are
Agenda
Agendas veiled
or otherwise
rarely tickle
tease or
taunt but
rather percolate
and blurp
blurp blurp
up through
the muck
looking to
escape like
some prisoner
peeping for
holes in
a fence
Cottage
I cottage cute
quaint and unassuming
sit quietly on
a salty shore
or tucked away
on some lane
deep in wood
brick and stone
or maybe clapboard
years upon years
as ivy creeps
like time itself
until it covers
turning a once
refuge or escape
into just another
part of the
wild green forest
Sand
I am but
a mitt full
of sand yours
when you hold
it but not
for very long
for I belong
to the beach
and the water
and the wind
keep me now
knowing that later
I will go
like the snow
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 