Oh we spent
Time building our
Sandcastle with pails
And shovels and
Hands pushing and
Forming and scraping
With gleeful abandon
When one huge
Wave erased everything
Gone now it
Is choose we
Must rebuild it
Or head down
The beach hand
In hand looking
For a safer
Harbor for dreams
And then I
Snapped like a
Wet towel growled
And barked like
A junk yard
Dog lunged like
A swamp alligator
And eventually saw
Before me moist
Eyes and tears
Why oh why
Did I do
That to you
And now we
Sit in the
Cold silence like
Late January winters
Frozen in place
Writing poetry is
Like standing in
Front of a
Lover naked for
The first time
There’s nothing between
You and them
Except
You and them
Take me as
I am as
I take you
Let us make
Something anything
That takes us
Away
Let this be
Ours
And tomorrow we
Will go back
To our everyday
Life knowing that
Yesterday we enjoyed
Just each other
We are never
Who we appear
To be most
Of us are
Sorcerers casting spells
Always keeping yourself
Away what if
If
You let someone
In
If in
Then what spells
Would you cast
Love isn’t that
Love is naked
After time even
The most painful
Memories turn pleasant
It’s not the
Pain that becomes
Pleasant it’s its
Forgiveness the heart
Heals after time
Learning to love
Even that which
Brought you pain
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 