I do recall
One late summer
Night when the
Moon was full
And cast eerily
On Carter’s pond
Making your ripples
Dance like slowed
Almost still fireflies
As you swam
Silently except for
The jump of
A fish disturbed
Dipping my toes
Into that twilight
Feeling the tingle
Of cool water
Sending shivers upward
And wanting to
But daring not
To undress myself
And swim with
You fearing not
You but I
For you I
Knew but me
I did not
Then know me
There with you
I do remember
Watching my auntie
Primp and preen
On Friday afternoons
For that nights
Fish-fry and bingo
At the end
And with the
Flourish of witchcraft
Slap slap slap
As powder exploded
Like cosmetic Armageddon
Creating a cloudy
Dust which slowly
Revealed the bluest
Of blue eyes
Blinking and sparkling
While yellowed teeth
Laughed broadly amused
Give a kiss
Right here boy
She would ask
Pulling me into
Her sunny magic
This is what
This mornings sky
Reminds me of
Thinking of you
Stirring my coffee
Hearing that tink
Which once angered
Now woefully missing
Even summer knows
That it will
Once again kiss
Fall and winter
Relies on spring
But me now
What I have
Is simply that
Muted sound of
My own spoon
And sitting atop
A grand magical
Forest green we
Wondered what if
We joined forces
You of magic
Me of beauty
Could would should
We change anything
In your world
As in mine
There are troubles
That we cannot
Prevent nor cure
There is pain
Suffering and despair
We are not
The harbingers of
Change but simply
Kings of possibilities
Only when the
World disgusts itself
By its selfishness
Only then will
They notice us
With hearts empty
And eyes open
Day is serving
A Neapolitan sky
Above the treeline
Burns strawberry peach
Just above that
Layered yellow vanilla
And beyond that
Dense dark blueberry
Even the moon
Can be seen
Like a small
White bitten cookie
Bungalows jostled close
To each other
Like feeding lambs
As door sounds
Follow the goodbyes
Life start here
Again this morning
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 