And once
Again we
Sat this
Time in
A swing
And swung
Sharing shaved
Ice while
Laughing about
Silly things
As the
Sun winked
Behind a
Shadowed thicket
Of trees
And in
The earliest
Of Twilight
Hours far
Away planes
Scraped the
Sky white
Category: Start/End Relationships
AsPoets (to You)
Are we
Simply locusts
A blight
Plaguing the
Earth or
Perhaps we’re
The pervasive
Gnawing of
Hunger deep
In the
Belly of
A child
Or perhaps
We’re a
Glacier scraping
Resources and
Retreating once
We’ve had
Our fill
Are we
Not truly
Charged with
Change as
Poets aren’t
We supposed
To incite
Riotous inflection
With words
Why then
The imagery
Of angels
When we
In fact
Live amongst
The damned
Said (to Bean)
Sometimes the
Most painful
Memories and
Fears take
Years to
Expose buried
And hidden
Often best
Left to
Decompose we
Sat in
A park
Naked and
Drilled down
And while
Together the
Pain was
Gone but
Now alone
My exposure
Is beginning
To throb
Did I
Say too
Much did
You I’ve
Always thought
That the
More we
Say the
Stronger we
Are then
Why do
I still
Feel like
Crying today
I do
Know why
It’s the
Frostbite from
The truth
BlissfulSilence (to Bean)
Napping he’s
Far away
He could
Be in
A boat
Off to
Sea or
On a
Mountain top
No closer
To me
I guess
This is
What you
Become the
Blissful silence
Of love
OnWriting
Always happier
After I
Write after
The weight
Of thought
Is carried
On the
Backs of
Words do
I then
Rest but
For a
Moment until
A trickle
Begins to
Pool then
Gather then
Lifted skyward
Forming on
Some far
Off horizon
Billowing until
All at
Once another
Saturating downpour
Of words
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 