You can
only get
anywhere by
having been
somewhere else
before the
only difference
is that
the you
that belonged
to before
can’t come
along to
the new
leave that
bastard behind
Category: Poetry
Pinch
A pinch
cheek salt
or saffron
adds but
a bit
of affection
bite or
even color
to wherever
it happens
to land
Ground
Another storm
has passed
less damaging
because I
have learned
when to
run inside
instead of
barking at
the clouds
storms come
and go
but I
am grounded
as in
rooted and
not down
Early
I hear you
two out there
conspiring making mischief
when will he
you both wonder
kettle and cup
oh now dog
too has joined
the kitchen chorus
bringing along the
cymbals of dish
and adding drum
of tail against
the bedroom door
is it time
yet they sing
Sunny
Egg cracked
in pan
of night
edges dark
bubble brown
turn white
as sun
breaks the
eastern plains
and days
first meal
as morning
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 