There is something
Giddy about newness
It’s fresh pure
Unknown and crisp
It’s uncertainly surprise
It’s discovery and
It’s a challenge
It’s whether or
Not something fits
Or maybe you
Change newness brings
Hope and happiness
If for moments
Or if it
Lasts and opens
Freshly daily like
Warm biscuits each
And every morning
How did we
Sneak up on
Each other how
Did this happen
To us friends
We were everything
Was fun and
Then yesterday we
Fought then realized
That we meant
More to each
Other like realizing
That we are
Copper painted gold
And not gold
Painted copper that
We’re really diamonds
And not just
Some sparkly baubles
And this morning
The memories started
Moments frozen pictures
Mostly laughing and
Smiling I don’t
Remember the sad
Parts why is
That we had
So so many
Maybe that’s why
It seems that
We were together
Only for a
Brief time now
Just saw a
Fly get caught
In spiders web
And finally understood
Why the goodbye
You felt curious
And then caught
Cautious and then
Quietly painfully seduced
Struggling still you
Tried in vain
But in my
Web you remained
With nothing to
Do but die
I could have
Freed you but
Instead watched you
Struggle until goodbye
Slipped by and
I knew that
You didn’t belong
Just to me
And a bird
Brought back a
Branch filled with
Leaves like a
Talisman of peace
Bringing hope to
The sailor on
The open sea
There’s something there
Beyond his sight
It wasn’t land
But hope hope
That he’s finally
Found a place
To anchor down
And sailed he
Did until he
Stopped and declared
This is home
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 