And they found
The stone turned
And the tomb
Empty and they
Knew that He
Had risen and
Saved us all
From our sins
Happy Easter everyone
Category: Career
KiteString
When I hear
DeBussy’s Nocturne my
Heart which I
Wear on my
Sleeve bleeds saturating
My arm crimson
As clear tears
Well and roll
Wetting my lips
I miss those
Long lost loves
Like the kite
Caught in headwinds
Snatching it from
My hands taking
It somewhere else
Now a limp
String with nowhere
To fly I
Simply sit and
Imagine its life
In someone else’s
Hands bringing joy
Metaphor (for Muenster)
I see life
In As’s and
Like’s the world
Pops for me
In technicolor in
Images like a
Map laid before
Me with savanna
And forest everywhere
What I spy
Is lush like
Handfuls of gemstones
Each one holds
It’s own secret
Like your whispers
Late at night
You next to
Me are my
Metaphor unlocking each
And every other
FriendShip
Moored off the
Coast surrounded by
The thick dense
Fog of life
A howling horn
Moans warning cliffs
A sweeping beacon
Catches my eye
Prompting me to
Follow my bulky
Oversized hull scrapes
Along the bodies
Of others as
I blindly navigate
Finally breaking free
Dawn rises brightening
My path to
You a white
Tower whose sound
And light welcomes
Me safely home
This is the
Love of friendship
OneThingYou
One day I
Will find one
Thing not many
Things and not
All things and
This one thing
Will sing the
Sweetest melody and
Light the heavens
By the tiniest
Of twinkle and
Make the dolphins
Giggle and leap
And the bear
Stand and roar
One day I
Will find this
One thing you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 