And from hundreds
Of miles away
Your voice crackles
And echoes in
My ear a
Bad connection almost
Sinks our precious
Time until the
Real words come
Through clearly finally
I love you
Category: Recollections
RainCloud
And one large
Black cloud stood
Still above me
And let loose
Saturating me with
Affection and interest
And as quickly
As it began
It ended my
Cloud moving on
Perhaps I should
Get an umbrella
If I’m going
To play again
In the rain
BeGoneGhost
What happens to
Ghosts that lose
Their moans groans
Their scariness do
They become wind
Do they turn
Into a breeze
Or do they
Disappear
Making no sound
I wonder then
What you might
Be for one
Moment you were
Here and the
Next gone without
So much as
A whispered whimper
Leave me ghost
You shall not
Have me my
Soul belongs to
The living those
Who have hearts
That beat loudly
And bleed on
Sleeves when hurt
Be gone ghost
For good now
FireworksYouAre (for Christopher)
And then there
You are absolutely
Nothing like I
Was looking for
But everything that
I needed friends
Now with the
World ahead filled
With promise of
Promises it is
Said that attraction
Springs from surprise
Me
Simply the ooooo’s
And ahhhhh’s of
Watching you light
Up like fireworks
GoodMorning
Low slung sun
Briefly shaded by
Clouds casts golden
Gilt on the
Bushy tops of
Tall trees like
Shave cream on
My father’s brush
Lathered and waiting
To moisten low
Clouds that hang
Like a five
A.m. shadow while
Daisies yawn and
Stretch slowly opening
Like Chinese fans
This quiet morn
Here in Charlotte
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 