I’m one that
Needs sounds silence
To me is
Like dirt thrown
Into a hole
I need music
Or chatter or
The birdied harmony
I need the
Sweet sounds of
Angels as I
Sleep the purrs
Of cats and
Bark of dogs
I need to
Hear my heart
Sing so sweetheart
Let me hear
Your laughter your
Tears and the
Sweetest of melodies
That you are
And you’re quiet
Absent like a
Student from school
Your desk empty
Blue you said
Yet I worry
You’ll emerge again
Like the summer’s cicadas
Singing your melody
And making noise
Which is music
Only to me
And yet sometimes
I’m just happy
Like snowflakes falling
Lazily on lawns
And careening like
Icy feathers knowing
That I’m free
At last to
Land
And so it
Was said into
A canyon for
The news wasn’t
Echoed but fell
Flat like a
Jumper leaping from
A building but
With less drama
Staring at me
With eyes that
Didn’t recognize you
Simply left unsaid
Now I sit
Silent staring myself
Onto the view
That we were
Awaking to silence
I hear breathing
My own and
Yours as I
Stare into darkness
Grabbing my phone
To write you
Stir have I
Awakened you or
Are you stretching
Like a cat
Turning to me
You drowsily stare
Like a child
Wondering how how
What I’m not
Sure surely knowing
That I write
Then I feel
A kiss on
My chest followed
By a hand
You knowing I’m
Doing what I
Am and me
Knowing what you
Mean to me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 