Sometimes in life
You find someone
Or they you
As time goes
You may lose
Them again as
Easily as found
But one thing
That brings about
Is the chance
Of finding again
If not them
Then the memory
Category: Friendship
ThatLittleLump (to Bean)
Sometimes we can’t shake
The shambles that we
Left something in it’s
Impossible to clean house
Completely when you know
That there’s a bin
Filled with painful memories
Tucked in some corner
I have to steely
Myself to even approach
Much less open it
What I want to
Avoid is the tsunami
Of emotion I know
Is coming I want
To flee rather than
Confront I want to
Dismiss to hide things
Under the rug of
My life and pretend
That the little lump
At the far corner
Is not in fact
The beating heart of
Someone that I loved
So many years ago
WantNeedThink
If I don’t want
Then I don’t need
I don’t play games
With words placing importance
If I don’t want
Then I don’t think
If I’m not thinking
Of say maybe you
Then you no longer
Exist in the place
That I kept you
Making room for more
Likely someone that I
Will be thinking about
Go
Letting go of one
Means you can grab
Another we only have
Two hands one to
Reach and the other
To hold it’s a
Juggling game switching one
To the next only
Ever really having one
Either let go of
What you know or
Let go of what
You want one might
Become the other but
Something has to go
Newness
There is comfort
In the uncomfortable
There is newness
Sometimes our comfort
Being a thing
Of old masquerades
It brings acceptance
And our complacency
It begins to
Grind which we
Don’t hear having
Gotten used to
The hum but
Once we switch
Off the machine
And step free
The discomfort of
Silence almost immediately
Brings those deep
Sighs of hope
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 