Sometimes you just don’t
Can’t won’t or will
Sometimes the desire is
Gone keeping you still
And quiet faraway from
Writing like a pill
Whether swallowed or penned
Simply paying the bill
For things already written
Category: Kindness
24
Sleep I do
Sleep I must
Dreams they woo
Dreams they dust
Wake I too
Wake I trust
Day we shoo
Day we bust
Night it soothes
Night it shush’s
Triumphs
Never minimize your accomplishments
For to one what
Might seem like a
Pebble and to another
A stone yet another
A rock to many
A boulder and to
Most the mountain don’t
Forget that whatever lays
In the path has less
To do with their
Size and much more
To do with how
We perceive them to
Stone
I hear that song
And think of you
Wherever that you are
Whomever you are with
The memories skeeter past
Like stones that skip
Across a languid lake
And disappear far yonder
Near the other bank
The far other side
Which I cannot reach
Until I myself become
A stone which dunks
Disconnection
There is this distinction 
Of which I’m exploring
I’ll call it disconnection
We live in a
World of greed and
Selfishness of scarcity and
Desire yet one who
Wishes to promote selflessness
Often finds himself exhausted
Out there giving and
Offering and causing and
Trying to quench and
Feed people uncertain as
To what they want
Because they want everything
When the selfless person
Disconnects he himself doesn’t
Become selfish but rather
Available to those seeking
What he can offer
It promotes a sense
Of abundance for those
People looking for it
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 