This poem
Is like
My fingertips
In words
Dancing across
Your ribcage
As you
Are sleeping
My minds
Whispering pleasure
Of things
I imagine
To be
One thing
Despite their
Being another
Category: Friendship
FlatVsRound
It takes but one
Stone whether it be
Flat or round to
Cause something to change
The stone is the
Cause and its shape
Is its effect flat
Causes ripples as it
Skims where as round
Causes landslides and avalanches
Flat is akin to
Lying a calculated entertainment
Whereas round is akin
To truth causing abject
Destruction and also cleansing
In its roaring wake
Overcoat
I do know who
And I know why
What I don’t know
Is where and when
Much like the fall
Knows that winter comes
But not knowing when
It readies itself by
Shedding summers last hurrah
As I too remove
The last summer romance
Donning my solace’s overcoat
Fireflies
Love is like a
Firefly that we capture
With the hearts net
And that unlike those
In the wild never
Stop flickering until at
Last we eventually do
But they are released
Back into the wild
Flickering again until caught
Illuminating someone else’s heart
Truth
There is only one
Thing in the world
Which can never be
Submerged or buried forever
It’s called the truth
It’s either offered freely
Or answered when asked
Or ferments and rots
When attempting to hide
Appearing like a rash
Or like erupting boils
Sometimes like tree stumps
Or potholes which halt
Even the deepest hope
The thing about truth
Is that it is
Like water sent to
Cleanse erode or crack
The best built walls
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 