And now one week
After the shelling stopped
Seven days post Armageddon
Things are coming back
Nature has a way
Of reclaiming what most
Of humanity allegedly conquered
Pounding and pounding and
Pounding its angry fists
But in the silence
In the deep sigh
Life slowly creeps delicately
Cautiously creeps back home
Much like love will
Once they are gone
I’m packing even lighter
Those that I thought
Wanted to come along
Decided instead to stay
Behind they shall remain
Like so many before
Remember this my friends
We’re all just motorboats
The wake behind you
Is always more turbulent
Than the calm sea
Out there in front
Stretching to the horizon
I am Marley free
From boxes I am
Pandora free from furies
And I am Prometheus
Free from his chains
I am finally free
From the one ghost
That’s been haunting me
And like my friends
Above now that we’re
No longer bound what
Might we have learned
That mistakes no matter
How big or small
Were all just choices
We must take responsibility
For lessons befallen us
If we are ever
To move past them
And out it came
Like lava from a
Freshly opened fissure spewing
Words and things that
I never knew existed
Until I actually spoke
Years of bridled anger
Of enough is enough
Of the arguments I
Never made of the
Goodbye I never said
Because you left you
Left you left me
Holding all of this
Well now it’s yours
There always was goodness
When we were together
But apart tragedy struck
Both of us differently
And now rather than
Comparing similarities which complimented
Like salt pepper espresso
Sugar Pinot and ribeye
We’re comparing our misfortunes
Stacking one against the
Other trying to see
Who has suffered most
This is what love
Looks like amongst the
Decayed and the dying
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 