Expect to stumble
prepare to fall
plan your retreat
and never expect
to triumph quickly
Those things worth
never come easy
Imagine a tree
just standing there
against the wind
isn’t ever enough
it should be
but it’s not
it’s got to
sprout and shed
spread and share
never knowing where
Just like smiles
Smile at someone
see it root
and then blossom
into a tree
of its own
Category: Gay
DoDoDo
Eventually things do
they just do
what they do
I stopped long
ago making things
do anything else
Making things do
what they’re not
is fool’s gold
It looks good
but just scratch
Let things do
the things they
do don’t make
them anything more
they will do
as they are
LittleSoldier
I don’t understand how
or really even why
you fall asleep quickly
while I lay awake
wondering and listening why
why me when there’s
so many others around
why you seek refuge
in the tall grass
of my bed why
you huddle and cuddle
safe and warmly secure
and what if anything
I provide and promise
that night after night
lulls you into sleep
such a deep sleep
that you disappear there
though in my arms
rest now weary soldier
for tomorrow will be
yet another campaign for
you to triumphantly win
Cups
And just sitting here
again at the start
of either something small
or something serious that
is yet to see
coffee and two cups
waiting and also wondering
if one cup or
the other will eventually
become yours sitting next
to mine in the
cupboard and touching just
as close as you
do when we’re asleep
Death
I have skirted death
more times than I
can count physical death
emotional death and spiritual
death and here’s what
I’ve learned about death
It’s just one door
in a hallway of
doors just one choice
made by the living
to stop their living
the way they do
Death isn’t the end
we think it is
Death is just one
more beginning the beginning
of the exact thing
we tried to avoid
that last shitty time
Welcome to your living
Now make it count
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 