Imagine a life with
little or nothing except
insight and wisdom maybe
a very few comforts
a bit of this
a bit of that
but not nearly enough
to put together even
a simple recipe whether
it be meatloaf or
relationship so now what
Imagination the idea of
making due with what
one has and when
what has is insight
and wisdom everything else
becomes exactly what it
is meant to be
And not what it
was ever supposed to
Category: Curiosity
Hey
And from some far
off place perhaps the
valley of possibility tucked
at the foot of
the mountain of expectation
comes a voice heard
Hey
And once again yet
again sliding down from
the mountain top after
clinging to the peak
of expectation I skid
slip and stumble past
boulders of heartbreak over
pebbles of indiscretions and
affairs back on down
past the tree line
of awkward first dates
coming to the pool
of possibility where I
hear that familiar voice
Hey
ConsiderThis
And we think that
All we want is
Love but what about
Living this world promises
Like a horny teenager
To respect us in
The morning but with
Each morning comes their
Broken promises leaving me
To wonder just how
Dispensable does this world
Consider me to be
WorldOfWords
I live in a
Little world of words
A tidy little place
Where words swirl about
Like snowflakes dancing until
Plucked and put giving
Meaning to me you
And whosoever shall write
Read know and adore
If there is one
Place I wish to
Go it is here
To my tidy little
World of my words
Style
I’m beginning to shift
My style is changing
I can feel it
As certain as the
Swallow knows it’s time
To fly somewhere else
Hanging thoughts cliffs of
Words like pebbles kicked
Into the abyss seen
Heard and then disappearing
Words that mean nothing
Until they are gone
The mastery of none
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 