You are but
One drop part
Of a deluge
One simple part
Of a typhoon
But that one
Single thing that
Syncopates with my
Heart as you
Leap from there
To here creating
A River or
Ocean or something
As simple as
Rain yet you’re
Not one of
Many you’re my
One simple drop
Dripping and screeching
Weeeee I’m here
Now see me
For in one
Blink I’m gone
And like a
Boy waiting to
Get picked for
Sides you selected
Me before others
Beaming I stood
Next to you
Our team often
Lost that year
But the hugs
Slaps on my
Back and occasionally
Tousled hair made
Age 12 unbelievably
Bearable for both
I’ve learned to
Listen to my
Smile for when
I think of
Yours I do
The same as
You do when
You’re with me
There are very
Few of us
That wish to
Be clipped caged
Instead we seek
To soar on
Invisible thermals above
Peaks spying the
Smallest things possible
Below us and
Then as we
Swoop we see
Garantua bigger than
Us and cower
But we are
Eagles meant to
Command and take
Even with words
Be my prey
And read me
Let me soar
Come with me
Aloft up high
It’s no surprise
That you returned
Like a dog
Out for run
Muddied and tired
Or like snowdrops
Popping out of
Snowy cold ground
You reappeared now
We never ended
Yet like a
Wet fuse we
Fizzled out instead
Of the Ahhhhh
We said Awwww
Struck again with
Time perhaps now
We fly skyward
Popping to Weeee
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 