Come come here look
I say pulling you
Up the hill to
The top see do
You see don’t you
See I don’t see
I don’t see why
And I don’t see
what whatever you see
And so goes beauty
Category: Gay
JustOne
If I write but
One poem a day
Even though my mind
Wants more is that
Not the same as
Giving but one kiss
To a lover who
Desperately desires many more
Floating
And now finally emerging
Like a cattail seed
From its pod the
Wind which previously shook
And now carries being
Dropped and lifted and
Almost like flying and
Then floating and landing
Rolling and tumbling and
Spinning until one catches
On something and now
That something is home
This is I think
What love is like
Nothing more and nothing
Less significant or important
Just one thing and
Then eventually something else
BetterViews
Trust when I say
Bad things will befall
You but bad things
Are just like good
It really does depend
On how you look
Upon them do you
Look upon what they
Are or what not
Neither is right and
Neither is wrong how
You eventually look upon
Anything anyone and anywhere
All depends on positivity
Or the lack thereof
Life is too short
To be worried take
The high road look
On the bright side
The views are better
From way up there
Lamentations
Heavenly Father my Creator
I was not created
In Your divine image
I am woefully imperfect
Immoral and selfishly unjust
I take and accuse
Blame and turn away
From those in need
I don’t deserve forgiveness
I do deserve damnation
So why why do
You deny my desire
To exit this hellscape
And make my ethereal
Way to real Hell
Because He said you’re
Already there I put
The bottom beneath everything
For a simple reason
For everything looks like
Heaven from down there
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 