I live
a life
of harmony
a song
that sings
its melody
at the
crossroads of
a life
well lived
of a
love given
freely and
without condition
and a
forgiveness that
gives lift
to hope
like an
invisible thermal
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.
Still
Imagine a still
nights so deep
winds so calm
barely a breeze
an evasive silence
that’s so deafening
that a cricket
chirps its faraway
song like tympani
an empty mind
that’s so saturating
that its bath
water never cools
then imagine this
that you have
finally found the
gateway to that
are you ever
willing to go
back to what
it was before
I think not
Blessing
A blessing
is simply
what one
heart whispers
to another
in a
language that
only the
soul speaks
Depth
Depth with which
you speak doesn’t
come by way
of inches but
of miles no
not traveled lived
and time well
it tags along
therefore keep your
fingers and shovels
to your selves
for no matter
how far you
poke or dig
depth will ever
only be found
on the soles
of the soul
Meanness
Like a bear
shaking off sleep
and leaves and
twigs so do
I the epithets
launched at me
a million arrows
sent skyward without
aim just misery
and I unshielded
duck and dodge
vainly attempting to
avoid the attack
into a door
I stumble maybe
little more than
a ditch in
which to hide
smelling the carnage
of my cowardice
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 