I recently bought
a new belt
and the sound
that the buckle
made as it
was loosened flooded
my mind with
memories and then
I remembered why
because the first
time you and
I were together
yours reminded me
of sleigh bells
heralding a present
that I was
about to unwrap
Category: Falling in Love
Words
I write too
much to remember
and these words
flow through fingers
like sand and
photographs and now
dusty longing into
piles and heaps
unrecognizable to me
and only when
if by chance
they gather here
turning into poems
do they mean
anything to someone
else besides me
LetLove
I have found
that when it
comes to relationships
that I never
find who I’m
looking for but
rather I find
who I didn’t
know I needed
and this serendipity
is what causes
I think love
all too often
we can’t see
that which others
can because we
spend far too
much time convincing
ourselves the opposite
Laundry
I do sort
our clothes before
I wash them
what you don’t
see is how
I pause when
I stumble upon
yours I inhale
smelling you in
the garden and
you at work
and you holding
your nephew close
I tightly shut
my eyes wanting
to but rarely
being able to
remember these moments
laundry is much
more than ridding
clothes of grime
for me it’s
remembering a time
BrushSoapRazor
There are certain
rituals men have
for me one
of my favorites
is the elegant
brush soap razor
it’s the anticipation
I think that
reminds me of
my father’s face
seen in mirror
miles above me
sitting on the
floor at feet
and this tradition
I now carry
but now it’s
you standing in
the doorway wearing
my last night’s
shirt smelling of
me coffee cup
in hand giggling
ohh you guys
trying to be
all grown up
and just as
quickly as a
flytrap snapping shut
I pull you
in covering your
face with soap
saying and now
you are too
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 