I met a giant
someone who I’d naturally
avoid like brussel sprouts
when at first spied
having I suppose before
tasted and disliked and
therefore learned to dodge
But this giant was
different he sauntered over
and calmly sat down
and talked about life
and love and intimacy
he indeed waxed poetic
and I sat mesmerized
This giant taught me
an age old lesson
Run towards your fears
and never away for
this giant admitted that
he too feared me
Category: Affection
MyPlank (to my lovers)
The notes of DeBussy
take me in one
direction and the coffee
in another while you
still sleep next to
me your breathing reminding
me that I’m alive
even as I write
for both the music
and all the coffee
lifts me far beyond
this bed overlooking mountains
and somewhere else beyond
you there my plank
sleeping going somewhere else
on your dreams adventure
UpThere
I dreamt things again
things that never were
or maybe were once
somewhere else not here
Maybe our sleeping minds
is where life lived
once upon a time
and now those lives
are stored up there
in a dusty old
attic atop the stairs
that no one climbs
up there best forgotten
until we sleep when
we no longer can
ImportantThings
This quiet morning starts
with the haunting piano
of Satie and with
each note and chord
I can feel the
resonance and harmony in
my heart his music
longs like faraway lovers
whose souls used to
sing but now weep
like tulip petals which
gather at the bottom
of a wilting stem
having once known beauty
like half eaten food
followed by door slams
and the heavy sigh
of love once known
Satie makes me remember
all of the things
I thought I forgot
Important things I’ll add
but then not really
Stock
I have finally learned
that the love of
friends far outweighs the
affection of a lover
Friendship to me is
like a hearty stock
the base upon which
you can add things
things that you consume
first but it’s stock
which remains to the
end finishing a truly
delicious meal and life
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 