It is
only in
my
silent
silence
do
I
hear
my
souls
loudest
loud
voice
Author: Harlan Didrickson
In 2008 on a 22-year dog-legged career, and what proved to be my final tee shot glanced off the Course's popular Poplar and bee-lined into the water hazard. My life (like my tee shot) is a mulligan, another tee-shot, a blank a window thrown open at the first sign of spring!
SoulMigration
AllNightLong (to You)
At
first
light
birds
song
alights
upon
ear
as
midnight
blue
bleeds
light
drawing
night time
west
listening
to day
awaken
buses
roll by
as your
breathing
shallows
stirring
your
eyes open
squinting
how long
you ask
have you
been watching
morning
I ask
just now
you
I ask
all
night
long
Daybreak
Dawn
birds
song
night
clouds
skate
across
sky
peeling
twilight
sun
winks
crest
ridge
light
slivers
pierce
shutters
shudders
draw
sheet
atop
torso
reposed
spying
on
you
wishing
daybreak
would
last
forever
LifeTreasures (for Juan)
One
day
you’ll
know
what
to
do
you’ll
step
hop
skip
leap
and
bound
like
clouds
blue
sky
future
will
be
an
adventure
quest
and
rich
life
treasurers
