Glue tape
and rags
maybe rubber
all meant
to patch
but none
ever stays
for what
finds freedom
can never
be held
back again
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.
Game
No more mystery
any more than
snow or rain
that comes from
clouds just a
tiny round about
circle and circle
until one goes
one way and
the other another
the entrance becomes
an exit and
the exit entrance
so it goes
like little marbles
this quiet game
Abundance
To get
is to
give first
abundance works
on the
principle of
making room
for things
to go
so that
things come
Hollow
A tree
hollowed out
by time
looking to
be strong
but knowing
that roots
won’t hold
and nothing
can fill
time’s emptiness
Far
Some might
see how
far as
fallen but
I see
how far
as come
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 