I came to
Denver to write
well actually no
I came to
Denver to be
alongside of Rick
who was there
when writing began
decades and decades
ago and the
image which always
comes to mind
when I think
of our friendship
is the ellipse
you know the
dot dot dot
the first dot
and the last
being interchangeable actually
him or I
and the middle
being almost anything
else life love
love life triumphs
and or tragedies
we are but
each others bookends
keeping whatever else
ever happens between
us two just
a couple of
dots with another
dot any dot
in the middle
Category: Gay
Crippling
Why do we
continually wish for
the precise thing
we don’t need
a stick in
the eye a
meal we can’t
finish one drink
too many why
do we expose
ourselves to the
very thing that
will cripple us
for me it
was your smile
I didn’t need
another smile in
fact the last
thing that I
needed was a
smile specifically yours
OverNight
When first you
spent the night
I didn’t sleep
oh you did
as comfortable as
a bear in
a den at
winter’s own beginning
but I lay
awake assigned patrol
keeping guard defending
against your nightmares
who goes there
at the ready
but last night
I finally did
sleep content in
the sound of
your breathing like
that of oars
breaking calm water
taking taking me
out to sea
MeMaple
I awaken to
now whereas before
I had waited
things I see
others I hear
sometimes read and
usually always imagined
we all do
this very thing
it’s just that
I have been
tapped like a
maple in some
far off grove
with a spigot
and drained daily
this syrupy blood
that then splatters
and eventually becomes
hopefully a sweetener
to your day
LoveCreativity
I stumbled across
a young man
recently who paints
his world with
colors and tubes
and brushes long
strokes and details
which invite one
into his world
so different from
me that I
sat staring mesmerized
how could he
see that which
I could not
that is until
he showed me
love and creativity
I then realized
show us what’s
always been there
but never seen
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 