In life and
Love we often
Run away from
What we are
And choose what
We are not
Eventually both catch
Up with us
Surrendering we fall
Defeated but just
Until our heart
Takes its first
Full deep breath
At long last
Alive
Category: Recollections
Wetness
This morning I
Sat outside after
The rain suddenly
I felt a
Drop of water
Hit my sleeve
At first perplexed
I looked up
To see nothing
Eventually more drops
Arrived and I
Began to anger
But move I
Did not anger
Turned to acquiescence
Turned to acceptance
That I was
Meant to be
Wet that day
So goes love
So goes life
Breakup (for Davion)
So it’s over
The gloss of
Newness tarnished by
Weight of baggage
We all drag
Our past behind
Us like mailbags
Filled with bad
News try making
Peace with your
Demons then be
Comfortable with yourself
Only then then
Can you give
Yourself to another
MorningRain
It is raining
A small puddle
Forms at my
Feet bubbles born
By drops like
Rising bread loaves
From mother’s oven
I imagine a
Marsh with frogs
Leaping as I
Listen to the
Tiny tat tat
Tat of raindrops
And see the
Water collecting on
Grass like a
Thousand distant galaxies
Home
For so long
I left to
Leave leave things
And people behind
Pain and problems
Unable to bury
Burn or ignore
I turned away
Running somewhere else
I found a
Wayside a respite
A place to
Mend and recover
Now strong again
And happy still
I’ve realized that
This isn’t home
But a refuge
Now absent of
Blunder denial or
Mistakes I set
My eye on
Somewhere new somewhere
That calls me
Calls me home
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 