Bourbon at attention
Cigar awaiting flame
Two things poised
Awaiting their consumption
Like two lovers
Trapped in time
Wondering if now
Will then be
When and where
How and whom
Category: Kindness
SnowSceneTS
Times Square caught falling
Snow captured but not
On street or tongue
But the brushes tip
Dipped in the watercolor
How I now wonder
Does one capture snowflakes
Knowing that when done
They all but disappear
Ugh
I don’t sleep enough
The night frightens. Me
An unusually warm winter
Beneath my heavy blanket
I huddle like mice
Waiting for it to
Break into the day
Whys
One of the worst
Parts of growing old
Is realizing the whys
Why this not that
Why where and when
And what and who
Things that roll forward
And then back slowly
Like the surf exposing
The shells of memory
MmmmOrrrning
And like a piano
Solo melody the high
Notes seem to tease
The lumbering lows that
Like children at recess
Whistles of the highs
Like completely boiled kettles
Scream as thumpity gurgle
Of percolating coffee lulls
The s-s-s-izzling of bacon
And the shish-shish scraping
Of buttered knife edges
Back country snow skis
Slowly open your eyes
Like one lazy wink
Of Pandora the cat
And this is morning
In our little home
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 