The morning starts
Ghoulish with clouds
Hanging low like
A million spider
Webs everything is
Hazy like eyeglasses
Steamed from sipping
Hot coffee the
Air is heavy
With moisture like
The inside of
A dry cleaner
As bird song
Is muffled by
This heavy coat
I am older
And like last
Years bouquet of
Wildflowers I retain
My beauty though
Different my fragrance
Is gone but
The memories of
My gathering still
Blooms and then
One freshly cut
Bud is added
To me making
Me blossom again
Like the first
The night sky
Glows an iridescent
Blue like trout
Swimming in Colorado
Shimmering with the
Evening stars making
The horizon dance
Like the window
At Tiffany an
Orchestra of crickets
Chirp in harmony
As this new
Day slowly quietly
Twinkles to life
And you took
A chance on
A humid July
Day and lobbed
A message that
Caught me off-guard
Completely surprised I
Wondered who now
Is knocking here
Opening the door
A giant peered
It is I
Haven’t you been
Waiting for me
Different we are
As moon sun
As coffee milk
As soil rain
We are singly
Magnificent yet together
Something even better
A wonderful surprise
Watching the new
Days sky glow
From black to
Blue is like
Catching snowflakes on
My tongue knowing
That tomorrow we
Will sled there’s
Hope in the
Sky that soon
Will come day
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 