One year
ago tonight
I was
hopeful of
what was
to come
and tonight
I’m happy
it did
just wish
for whatever
it is
dreams can
come true
I know
they do
for I
caught mine
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.
LoveStill
I guess
I’m tired
of loves
great disappointment
I’d rather
love still
than ever
love effervescent
again for
the latter
always becomes
the first
yet again
Tomorrow’s
I write
for tomorrow
for the
now here’s
already gone
come back
tomorrow to
see today
and then
tomorrow’s tomorrow
Step
I trust
that when
I step
the where
is correct
though I
can’t see
Wisdom’s insight
never shows
for the
how now
is up
to me
HereYou
I don’t
know whether
to stay
or go
here cozy
there cold
here you
there morning
I will
go returning
with two
here you
here’s yours
just as
your mine
