The sky lightened slowly
Yawning and stretching like
A napping cat moving
From the shadowy sofa
To the sunlit windowsill
Basking there like most
People do as they
Slowly start their day
The sun reminding them
That yesterday had its
Own sun and that
Today’s belongs to them
Category: Friendship
WhatIWant
I just want
A simple and
Uncomplicated quiet life
I don’t want
To be impressed
Nor be impressive
I want hums
For I am
Finished with trumpets
I want friends
To see me
And through me
And into themselves
For aren’t we
All just familiar
Versions of ourselves
Seedlings (for Darryl)
To me people I
See on the apps
Are seedlings full of
Promise but wholly unable
To bear any fruit
And when there are
So many I know
That few will become
Anything because most will
Get trampled beneath the
Hooves of the unaware
And of the selfish
Life
And as I watch
The eastern horizon lighten
While sleepily scoop pour
And percolate the coffee
In this moment of
Dawn I am reminded
What life really means
It’s the little things
All the little things
Like sunrise and coffee
And kissing you awake
That makes my life
To me worth living
LaughterReturned
I am now ready
To finally once again
Smile and laugh at
My life’s folly it’s
Hard to laugh sometimes
At ones stupidity when
Stupidity turns into life
But like winter if
One waits long enough
Even glaciers begin to
Thaw bringing back though
Scarred ones precious humor
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 