There is well was
a place for you
here next to me
in the bed which
I have on occasion
filled it’s higher than
my side since you
are were smaller but
it’s not even that
I simply don’t like
the view of downtown
and the mountains from
over there because from
over here I had
you to look at
before I ever saw
them you being my
fore and they back
Category: Romance
Resurrection (for Raphael)
And so this morning
Raphael asked if I
believed in the resurrection
At first I thought
no but after studying
him I admitted yes
What changed your mind
he asked Well you
did I cautiously replied
Before you there were
others so many others
that left me in
a state of heartbroken despair
and I just figure
that if the possibility
of my love could
be resurrected then by
all means anything’s possible
MeMirror
I have enjoyed a
great life filled with
adventure and many opportunities
I have felt loved
and I have given
love and I have
laughed
not just at things
or at others or
at other’s things but
at myself as well
And now as I
sit in this my
last phase of life
I spend most time
in front of the
mirror and reflecting most
upon my wrinkles for
it is within them
where I can see
all of the others
who’ve walked with me
Locket
There are some that
I like and some
that I love and
some that I hold
and some that I
avoid and some that
I deny and some
that I dream and
some that I touch
and then there are
some that I kiss
and it always seems
that those that I
kiss remain the longest
not necessarily next to
me but here in
me for a kiss
my kiss is like
a note in a
bottle or a message
tied to a balloon
for a kiss to
me is like unlocking
my own hearts locket
Lightning
From my bedroom window
I can see lightning
flash above the mountains
like the paparazzi cordoned
off from the celebrities
hoping to catch a
glimpse of their chagrin
having been caught unaware
popping off like proud
parents at bad concerts
and embarrassing bat/bar mitzvahs
the dance of lights
like winks across a
room of strangers sent
by one received by
another some land quietly
while others strike and
ignite interest and passion
a brush fire moving
from eye to stomach
to loin causing flush
and dreams of desire
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 