There is well was
a place for you
here next to me
in the bed which
I have on occasion
filled it’s higher than
my side since you
are were smaller but
it’s not even that
I simply don’t like
the view of downtown
and the mountains from
over there because from
over here I had
you to look at
before I ever saw
them you being my
fore and they back
Category: Affection
CelloMoon
It’s definitely the cello
which still haunts me
it sounds like a
wolf just this side
of the timber line
calling to or for
its one and now
lost love I think
that it’s the late
summer moon which doesn’t
haunt the skies until
just before dawn stealing
some of the morning’s
sunrise reminding me that
while like the love
that I don’t feel
currently it’s still there
even if but briefly
Both cello and moon
are not my ghosts
but my reminder angels
MountainRiver
My prose definitely sucks
all of that punctuation
and capital letters and
what complete sentences and
paragraphs mine really sucks
but poetry
poetry runs crystal clear
like a high mountain
river cold and crisp
like freshly washed apples
and in this river
swim fish which reflect
the sun turning this
river into splashing rainbows
you see poetry is
words and words have
meanings and everyone that
reads thinks and feels
something different always different
so it’s not poetry
or even the words
it’s the reader reading
and feeling what they
do when looking into
my clear mountain river
Luuuuv
I often wonder which
is worse having had
love and lost it
or having never and
desire it is it
kind of those of
us who have to
warn others or should
we sit back wish
those who haven’t well
as they cross the
minefield that love is
promising them that after
they explode to smithereens
we’ll help collect pieces
Run for your life
OneThingOnly
I am one thing
one continuous fiber one
continuous feeling that runs
sometimes flows sometimes tumbles
but nonetheless always returns
and always remains and
never ever goes away
I am one thing
just one little thread
that meanders around down
and through up and
around twisting and turning
and then back and
ending where it began
I am one thing
I’ve only ever been
but this one thing
though others have wanted
just that thing or
the other thing for
moments or for hours
or for years but
I am one thing
it’s all I’ve been
just that one thing
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 