Back he came
telling of adventures
pockets full of
spice and stories
mostly about failures
that is what
journeys are about
for whosoever dares
also does fail
this then my
dear young friend
is living life
Worm
It is
each inch
never more
or ever
less that
gets the
worm to
where it
is going
scale being
what scale
is the
same holds
true for
humans too
Past (for my exes)
The past is
in the past
for a reason
and what is
in the past
should remain there
for the present
no matter its
darkness deserves the
light that only
the future brings
SoLong
Dark clouds loom
above the mountains
like unsaid goodbyes
hovering waiting shifting
one anxious foot
to the other
for the moment
or right time
to let go
of the rain
and the tears
of so long
Po(um,tree)
Quiet little campaigns
of my making
each baby step
one more shoot
reflects a root
that dug deep
drilling down deeper
into the life
looking for diamonds
or the nectar
of misery extracting
pulling to surface
laid out here
like trophies of
some long ago
and almost forgotten
victory over life
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 