The worst part
In life is
Realizing in life
Those that love
You know better
Than you but
Let you hang
Yourself simply because
They love you
That is a
Tremendous gift this
Turning a blind
Eye to your
Own personal destruction
Category: Falling in Love
ComeFindMe
And there spying
I did see
Out there and
Far away a
Dot a smudge
A blemish on
The looking glass
High on cliffs
I did see
Something far off
And different not
An island or
Land but something
And that something
Gave me hope
Not for me
But for it
Because I knew
Where I was
Precisely exactly where
And certainly it
Was looking sailing
Searching for me
GoodDay
The sky glows
A dull yellow
Like a far
Off lamp in
A distant home
At the end
Of a wooded
Lane welcoming me
Darkened trees hang
Like spooky goblins
As the cars
Tires kick up
Dusty ghosts that
Disappear among junipers
Dawns single bonfire
Slowly emerges golden
Like a pocket
Watch drawn from
The woolen clouds
And distant bungalow
Windows wink with
Brief lamp light
As neighbors move
About in them
This is morning
TakeLeave
Take but me
Take my hands
Take my eyes
Take my nose
Take my cheek
Take my lips
And above all
Take my breath
Leave me nothing
More than you
ThisMorning
Like tented nights
Telling scary stories
Flashlight under chin
This morning’s sun
Uplights the clouds
Turning them the
Softest soft downy
And fluffy pink
Jagged gray cliffs
Bully the horizon
Frightening the willows
Into a curtsy
Plane tale lines
Scratch high above
Appearing and disappearing
Like invisible ink
Or whispered passwords
Two lone birds
Sing sweet harmonies
As the steamy
Furries rise above
My coffee cup
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 