To all my
Facebook friends I
Have been hacked
And no longer
Exist on FB
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Category: Family
ItReallyIs (to All of You)
What would life
Look like if
We trusted the
Unknown instead of
Filling the known
With things now
We tend to
Anticipate tomorrow as
Though we’re attending
Our own party
Expecting requested gifts
But isn’t tomorrow
A surprise party
We can choose
To either be
Giddy with glee
Or sadly disappointed
We can celebrate
Genuine affection or
Selfishly stack our
Deck assuring satisfaction
I urge you
To live today
And trust tomorrow
Not as certainty
But as an
Unexpected surprise because
It really is
AppleMorning
The sky is
Marbled this morning
Like a fatty
Steak or Piazza
Flooring streaked with
White showing age
Large god like
Foot prints dig
Heavily into its
Blanket of grayness
Like lumbering giants
Wobbling home from
The bar morning
Sun is only
Seen through slits
Like a lone
Lamp through blinds
I think while
Sipping black coffee
Watching steam rise
Off the pond
Like waiting locomotives
Autumn has arrived
In the south
Bringing crispness like
That very first
Very sweet crack
Of an apple
LoveLetter (to You)
If I give
Love expect it
To arrive without
A return address
If it doesn’t
Fall upon you
It shall fall
Upon another needing
It but please
Know that it’s
Addressed to you
WindLove (for David)
I’m told that
I write often
About love for
Me love is
Like the wind
Invisible and moving
It makes leaves
Fall in fall
Snow blow to
Drifts in winter
Cools in summer
And brings rain
In spring and
Like wind if
We had not
Love we all
Would be simply
A desolate shriveled
Dry place lacking
Beauty and life
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 