And I have found
that in the cacophony
that our lives are
or have eventually become
that the whimper and
the whisper are those
that are listened to
closely most of all
Never ever worry about
being seen or even
heard for those who
wish to listen will
hear the scraping of
willow branches in wind
or the tink of
snowflakes or the admission
of love in a
busy Berlin kafe house
and even the heartbeat
of someone through tears
No need to roar
when the world itself
is on fire simply
whisper your own words
Category: Affection
FirstAndForever
When I think of
Paris I think of
you sitting there across
the garden and amidst
the rhododendrons and hydrangeas
sipping on an aperitif
You looked so confident
minding your own business
But I being American
I interjected I interrupted
your solace by asking
would you join me
I meant for dinner
You meant for life
So here we are
OneMight
I didn’t know how
much I would until
I did Once done
one knows but until
done one only thinks
that one might and
thinking that one might
is as certain as
thinking that one will
ChapterXXIV
As I have now
turned the first few
pages of my new
chapter what I find
that I’m looking for
are a few meaty
characters and just maybe
a villain to carry
my story to its
end but alas here
men scatter like geese
frightened by loud noises
How’s a writer supposed
to tell a story
absent of any characters
Sure I still have
some from previous chapters
but I do feel
a plot twist coming
One day I might
stumble across a character
that will carry the
story of me across
the finish line but
until then I guess
some expose will do
Hat (for Jadon)
I love hats
I have many
I often carry
several with me
throughout my day
I have my
writer hat and
my lover hat
my goofball hat
which is a
beanie with propeller
I have my
dunce hat complete
with pink chagrin
Oh then there’s
my cigar smoking
Daddy hat allowing
me to smolder
But my favorite
hat of all
is no hat
But no one
ever sees me
then for I
am delightedly invisible
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 