Outside my window
I spy tiny
Glass ornaments hanging
Off of leaves
They mirror and
Magnify in little
Ways things around
Them and if
I listen closely
I can hear
Them scream weeeeee
As the fall
And bounce to
The floor below
Author: Harlan Didrickson
I first started writing this blog as a way to refocus my thinking after a debilitating mental breakdown in 2008. Having been educated in writing, I had hoped that my love for words would have left a trail for me to follow and, well, here we are.
Mistakes
Like licking batteries
Or playing with
A mousetrap and
Getting snapped mistakes
Are simply lessons
To be learned
Tools in toolbox
Cautions in decisions
Fear not the
Shock or snap
For if one
Doesn’t try one
Doesn’t learn like
Ducks crash landing
On icy skillet
Ponds or cubs
Climbing in trees
Bouncing when fall
We are always
Always learning something
Especially in love
Forever
Is there forever
Perhaps it’s found
In your voice
That I hear
At night or
That empty place
That I fill
With pillows but
Trust me now
Forever I find
Is with you
Sad isn’t it
But that is
Where you belong
Growth
My dear boy
We are all
Born one thing
Then become another
Like the acorn
Begins as something
Round and hard
Then with time
Becomes something majestic
Let yourself be
Protected right now
And over time
Your canopy spreads
Then withstanding anything
Bringing eventual shade
To everything else
SaltyBreeze (for Julian)
And just then
Like a breeze
Making land fall
Off some coast
You’re damp moistness
Lingered on cheeks
It’s light saltiness
Brought brief surprise
And I felt
It tickle lips
And then realized
In my half-sleep
That this breeze
Was you laying
Next to me
