Not everyone wants
the same thing
and why it
takes me longer
than most everyone
to understand this
must be stubbornness
I am but
a petulant child
expecting to get
whatever I want
but like two
men building the
same bridge from
opposite sides of
the vast canyon
the middle to
one is rarely
ever the middle
to the other
Category: Relationships
HardTruths
If I have learned
anything at all ever
it’s that at the
beginning of almost everything
we are what we
wish someone else was
that’s often called hope
we pretend we project
onto another we ourselves
we want what we
are and nothing else
and then over time
when it’s too late
we learn the truth
that no matter how
they will never be
and neither we them
. . .
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
Bath
And as the
water starts and
begins to fill
at first splashing
and then flowing
I hear you
behind me popping
the cork pouring
and quickly undressing
and I too
as you slowly
slide in first
sighing at warmth
and watching me
as I join
with the zeal
of a child
slipping his letter
addressed to Santa
into its envelope
Timing
I dreamt that
my ex husband
asked me to
go look at
homes with him
no not for
us only him
it was then
that I knew
that like me
who’d long ago
let go of
that our house
that he too
was also ready
the most generous
thing that anyone
can ever do
for another is
to bestow the
gift of time
though all of
us accept the
notion of 24
hours hearts do
tend to take
their own sweet
time to heal
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 