And just when
Absence made me
Sink in you
Jumped trying to
Save me with
Wit and charm
Taking hold of
Me and the
Buoyancy of feelings
You steered me
To safety for
That I won’t
Forget my own
Younger life guard
Category: Childhood
PrarieFlower
I sometimes feel
Like a prairie
Flower in the
Hands of a
Forlorn lover plucking
My petals in
Pursuit of love
As though my
Own beauty is
Forgotten in lieu
Of theirs does
He not see
Me my prettiness
Instead I’m simply
A thing found
Faraway upon which
To bemoan and
After used far
Uglier than when
This first began
KiteString
When I hear
DeBussy’s Nocturne my
Heart which I
Wear on my
Sleeve bleeds saturating
My arm crimson
As clear tears
Well and roll
Wetting my lips
I miss those
Long lost loves
Like the kite
Caught in headwinds
Snatching it from
My hands taking
It somewhere else
Now a limp
String with nowhere
To fly I
Simply sit and
Imagine its life
In someone else’s
Hands bringing joy
GleefulAbandon
And like a
Child awakening to
An overnight snowfall
The sight of
You makes me
Swoon with adventure
Sleds and snowballs
Mittens and cocoa
Of crackling fires
And smooth whiskey
While I watch
The fire’s fingers
Dance across cheekbones
And light up
The twinkling galaxies
In your eyes
You are my
Own late-night snowfall
Let us play
With gleeful abandon
HeavensUs (for Ramón)
I awoke to
The memory of
Us two men
As children playing
In sandboxes and
Seesaws on swings
And slides in
Tents enjoying finger
Puppet adventures in
Front of flickering
Candles and eventually
Sleep at last
Dreaming of the
Days adventures and
Joy one day
My friend upon
Your return we
Will soar like
Eagles on high
Thermals gliding wing
To wing towards
The heavens us
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 