There are some
Things that you
Cannot see it’s
Called blind spot
Mine is love
Though I feel
It I cannot
See it when
It’s upon me
Then I trust
Touch to guide
Me to your
Lips for then
I will know
Category: Friendship
Contentment
Sometimes in life
You realize that
You’re one man
In a one
Man boat rowing
In an endless
Ocean pull in
Your oars and
Drift knowing that
The current will
Take you to
A place you
Never expected this
Is called contentment
HearHere
And now the
Angels sing songs
Of lullaby’s in
Haydn and Mozart
They tink sweetly
In my heart
Like a tap
On crystal stems
Like the sound
I imagine of
A dew drop
Bouncing off a
Rose petal or
The sound of
Falling leaves as
They land softly
On a carpet
Of amber these
Are the sounds
Of nature that
We hear if
Only we listen
LostDog (for Marvin)
Now you’re back
With him like
A lost dog
I found wandering
And enjoyed returned
To his master
We romped and
Ran wrestled and
Rested in prairies
Of lavender though
I’m now alone
I know that
You’re heart is
Singing tail wagging
At being home
SoulsSong
When I hear
Debussy’s Nocturne I
Turn to jelly
For in it
I become me
We all have
Our song some
Of us write
It while others
Sing some whistle
And others rap
Find yours so
That someone else
Can also find
You right there
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 