Like the wished
Upon rain after
Months of dryness
Even a brief
Respite to drought
Is enough to
Renew my hope
Prompting me to
Sharpen my tools
Select my seeds
Hitch my horses
And head to
The bar on
A Friday night
Category: Kindness
Specks
If two people
Are meant to
Meet by destiny
Neither the world
Nor the universe
Is big enough
To keep them
Apart there is
Simply no vastness
Large enough to
Keep these particles
Apart specks they
May be but
It was specks
That created everything
Else we know
And accept now
To be true
Pairing
And there we
Sat aging gathering
Dust waiting for
Our turn me
In a humidor
And you on
A shelf sometimes
Picked up studied
But always placed
Back to wait
Neither of us
Knowing each other
Until one snowy
December night when
We met you
Silky slightly tart
Hinting of pepper
Easy on tongue
A highland malt
And me robust
Smoky with hints
Of oak and
Acorn a maduro
And finally meeting
On the sideboard
My ash gray
Your bottle half
Empty thoroughly enjoyed
MostImportant
Make me the
Most important one
Not the first
One or the
Last one not
The nightly one
Or the sneaky
One or the
Coveted one or
The one that
Got away one
Make me the
Most important one
Arrange me highest
In your bouquet
The call that
You take the
Letter that you
Open tossing aside
All the others
Make me be
The fish you
Name in the
Pond and please
Make me be
The only one
Most important one
Soil
And from fertile
Ground things grow
Things that weren’t
Planted but somehow
Sprout like laughter
Or secrets or
Fears and tears
The soil brings
Dreams and reams
Of hope and
Delicious mouth watering
Possibilities of experiments
And explosions and
Most of all
Life this thing
That we live
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 