You know that
You’re over it
Finally when all
Those special things
Become normal things
Once again like
Cleaning a chalkboard
Allowing now new
Normal things to
Become special things
With someone else
Category: Falling in Love
TwilightSwim
I do recall
One late summer
Night when the
Moon was full
And cast eerily
On Carter’s pond
Making your ripples
Dance like slowed
Almost still fireflies
As you swam
Silently except for
The jump of
A fish disturbed
Dipping my toes
Into that twilight
Feeling the tingle
Of cool water
Sending shivers upward
And wanting to
But daring not
To undress myself
And swim with
You fearing not
You but I
For you I
Knew but me
I did not
Then know me
There with you
Spoon
Thinking of you
Stirring my coffee
Hearing that tink
Which once angered
Now woefully missing
Even summer knows
That it will
Once again kiss
Fall and winter
Relies on spring
But me now
What I have
Is simply that
Muted sound of
My own spoon
WedMorn
Day is serving
A Neapolitan sky
Above the treeline
Burns strawberry peach
Just above that
Layered yellow vanilla
And beyond that
Dense dark blueberry
Even the moon
Can be seen
Like a small
White bitten cookie
Bungalows jostled close
To each other
Like feeding lambs
As door sounds
Follow the goodbyes
Life start here
Again this morning
ConeyIsland (to You)
It is in
These early dawn
Hours when asleep
You all are
That I find
My greatest peace
You still sleeping
Yet I am
Now dreaming these
Delicate petit fours
Sweet and savory
Morsels of memory
That tickle and
Hang and dissolve
And disappear into
Another and another
These waves coming
Ashore bringing with
Them trinkets of
By gone times
That I collect
Like a child
On Coney Island
Wondering where they
Started then remembering
It was there
Of course way
Way out there
And reaching out
To the horizon
I pinch that
Thin line between
Sea and sky
Gone they go
Replaced now by
Your sleepy eyes
Looking at me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 