The buildings of Denver
pop up from the
dark valley of the
front range like toast
awaiting the buttery marmalade
sunrise soon to slather
spread and spill bringing
the sweetness of morning
to the dry palette
of just another day
but soon too soon
the mountains will shine
and the sad truth
that what man builds
will never ever be
as majestic as what
natures own hand creates
will become strikingly apparent
Category: Life
MeHappy
I make me
happy others don’t
others never will
I know that
I’m genuinely happy
when no one
else is around
If you’re the
type that relies
on the others
to make you
happy then you’ll
never find it
Be happy alone
others will be
attracted to you
Enough
I have enough
When someone reaches
this point in
life this point
of being happy
with what one
has then the
next stop that
one will arrive
at is peace
Life
When one seeks
then one finds
Wanting isn’t enough
Heaven and Christmas
are filled with
wishes and hopes
Seeking requires action
not just prayers
Life is taken
and never given
except when born
From that moment
on it’s up
to you how
to live life
Storm
A storm rolled in
not a metaphorical storm
but a real one
and now its anger
layers the heavens above
one heavy dark layer
atop the other thick
black atop heavy grey
one denser than the
other like the mood
of most drunks sitting
sullenly at the corner
stool of the neighborhood
bar their despair growing
as their glasses empty
until at last thunder
erupts following their anxiety
slowly staggering home bound
poorer and poorer still
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 