In this darkness
I wonder loss
Pretty things gone
Living in Hell
But still living
Not condemned or
Damned in silence
Ahead I spy
A new world
Filled with joy
Wonderments and miracles
Laughter and kisses
The sweet kisses
Of new-found love
To explore map
Typography of ribs
And hollowed cheeks
To peer into
The deep pools
Of someone’s eyes
And knowing certainly
I’m at home
Again once again
The beginning is
Always difficult it’s
The end that’s
Easiest however you
Can’t have one
Without the other
So we naturally
Confuse the two
Isn’t it easier
For the sun
To set than
To rise each
Day therefore I
Ask for sweet
Goodbyes and ever
So cautious hello’s
Thunder heralded change
Clouds knew before
Me that today
Would mark newness
To my knees
But once again
Bleeding and weary
Up I stand
One more time
Or as many
Times it takes
Strength does not
Stand with those
Swinging the whip
It stands instead
With those capable
Of withstanding it
Bring about anger
Despair and pain
For my heart
Feels not that
Instead it beats
Hope and change
For better things
Sky
Heat
Dry
Brown
Doze
Crossed
Closed
Startle
Memory
Thought
Question
Remember
Voice
Image
Comfort
Relax
Breeze
Closed
A to Z
Are just letters
Unionized forming words
Punctuated into thoughts
And bled here
Then folded neatly
Sealed and posted
Opened and read
Languidly in hammocks
Rushed at work
Your eyes only
Understand these things
Even though I
Don’t say them
But pen them
Always to you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 