It’s morning when
The suns shallow
Rays ignite the
Tree tops making
Them explode with
Greens and yellows
And browns like
Fireworks against a
White-wispy blue backdrop
Even the birds
Utter sweet soft
Oooos and ahhhhs
Here in Charlotte
Category: Friendship
Bump
I often wonder
If the fish
In the sea
Bump into each
Other while swimming
In the currents
Or is that
Something humans do
If so I’m
Lucky that we
Aren’t fish for
Bumping into you
Was simply humankindness
PresentFound
You are a
Birthday present that
I discovered nestled
In a closet
Surprised and tempted
I don’t take
But simply touch
And wonder what
Wonderful gift sits
Inside daily I
Peer in knowing
That one day
Soon I will
Unwrap you having
You then forever
More as mine
GiveMeSpring
I have discovered
That I live
My love in
Springtime fresh blossoms
And fields of
Wildflowers ripe for
The picking my
Heart sings then
I’m not made
For the dryness
Of summer nor
Fall’s end nor
Winters deadly grip
Give me spring
When love pops
Tickling me daily
Let me smell
The sweetness of
Nectar and drink
From cool ponds
You can have
The other seasons
Give me spring
LoveBike
Oh in love
I’m a child
On his first
Bike all wobbly
Steadied by another
Eventually pushed glide
For a bit
Then fall skinning
Hearts and elbows
I try again
Remembering the feeling
Of flying and
Fall many times
Eventually I will
Ride with freedom
Protecting my elbows
And my heart
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 