When young we dreamed
we dreamed of things
and places and people
we wished to have
and go and be
We played with toys
that somehow filled time
and fit with fun
And then we grew
out of our toys
and into our lives
replacing things and places
and people with well
things and places and
people feeling comfortable there
But as those same
began to lose stuffing
and adventure and desire
we searched for our
own youth in toys
New things and places
and people that distract
divide and ultimately destroy
Toys are best left
in hands of children
for a child’s mind
is one of innocence
and glee and giddiness
whereas the adult mind
is full of corruption
and chaos and compromise
Not a very promising
place for a toy
Category: Family
Emergence
The moving from one
thing to another is
hardly cause for celebration
As the caterpillar moves
away from itself and
into something new and
as the summer gives
way to fall and
as the wood turns
to ash its important
to remember that what
once was still is
Still is is all
that we ever have
for everything now was
borne from something else
previously something else borne
from something else borrowed
broken or bruised we
all are the result
of what came before
BirdWatching
I sit in my
room and watch the
cars go by so
many cars so many
many many cars all
going somewhere else than
besides here and I
feel like a bird
sitting on a wire
wondering that there must
be worms somewhere and
maybe way over there
wherever they’re all going
LDLTRelationships (to Jay)
It’s not the proximity
of someone that makes
a relationship a relationship
for there are many
people who live with
others yet feel lonely
It’s not physical presence
that promotes a kinship
it’s time and attention
The place where this
equation occurs is less
important than its summation
for any equation which
subtracts is always less
than what was added
Never worry about distance
for the heart only
measures time and attention
GloriouslyAlone
I am finally learning
to live with less
but in this case
less does mean more
I cannot tell you
how much less leads
to so much more
But refocusing your lens
from others to yourself
you begin to see
so many new things
so many different possibilities
for happiness your happiness
Being alone happy alone
is not the end
that so many think
Being alone happy alone
is a newly discovered
hallway chock full of
doors to where you
will never ever know
until you open one
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 