poem of the day June 30

Finding

THAT

point

within

a point

of view

is very

difficult

for more

than

one

point

of

view

to

VIEW

poem of the day June 29

The possibilities

of fruit

abound

All one

has to

do

Is reach

up

Touch

a flower

and

wait

the

fate

poem of the day June 28

Warm

covers

holding

out the

cold

thoughts

of the

night

Keeping

the

shivers

at bay

Away

from the

moving

dreams

That

rise

like

the

sun

rises

over

the 

human

hill

poem of the day June 27

Does one

really

ever

change

Or does

one

get to

a point

where

one pretends

to change

Only to

fall

back

into the

same

old

dance

It depends

on perseverance

rather

then fear

poem of the day June 26

A night

storm

clears

the air

of all

stagnant

thoughts

Leaving

one

with

a fresh

mind

and

spirit

to begin

the day

poem of the day June 25

The Wall

Something

to keep

one

from 

themselves

or

Something

to climb

up

and

over

on the

quest

of 

souls

A barrier

able to

stop

thoughts

by the

power

of

ideas

Imagination

chains

locked

up in

good

bad

circles

handed 

down

the well

of

intentions

Ending at

the 

Wall

of

questions

To climb

and find

Or to

stay

and pray?

poem of the day June 24

Things

disappear

out of

nowhere

only to

end

up

somewhere

Lost

in the

tangles

where

they

hide

in plain

sight

Until

they

are

discovered

Sometimes

too

late

for

a piece

of the

cake

Yet

as

my mother

always

said

the lost

things

always

know

where

they

are

poem of the day June 23

The mean 

old worm

ate

the 

primordial

apple

before

Eve

was able

to offer

lust to 

Adam

but

somehow

in the

great

book

it all

got

blamed

on the

snake

poem of the day June 22

Hail to

the longest

day of

the year

More

light

then

night

Kind of

like

a sun

drenched

paradise

Signaling

the

return

of

summer

Have

fun

in the light

tonight

poem of the day June 21

A line

of

experts

stretched

as far

as the

the

discerning

eye could

see

Confident

self adsorbed

specialists

convinced

they could

solve

anything 

Unfortunately

they were

unable

to pick

a path

through

their self

important

conflicting 

egos

in time

to help

any

of the 

pressing

world

problems

poem of the day June 20

The next

day

is just

beginning

within 

the

thoughts

of tomorrow

A complete

picture

can be

found

the day

after

in the

pile of

discarded

yesterdays

poem of the day June 19

Sometimes

the plan

does not

work

in Ways

imagined

Other times

a Hail  Mary

saves

the

day

This is

the dance

taking

place

within

the realms

of no control

A strange sea

alive

with Boats

covered

in Sand

Castles

forged

by the

spiral

wind

All one

can do

is hold

on

tight

Sometimes

it takes

a long

time

to cut

down

a tree

Even

with a

chainsaw

Especially

on a hot

day

when

you

follow

the

wrong

line

of the

grain

And end

up

with

a come

along

around

the

trunk

Risking

your life

for

a flying

albatross

Makes

Me wonder

if the

tree

was

mad

at me

poem of the day June 17

When walking

in the

sea

beware

of

Moral eels

quick to

bite

With

righteous

strikes

of wild

aggression

Fresh

from

holy signed

confessions

Following

words

like us

and them

Afraid

of life

outside

their den

No mercy

for those

who

live

in sin

Unless

they're

born

Moral

again

poem of the day June 16

The race

to

space

Is

a

grand

old

waste

For

those

birthed

on

Earth

dying

of

thirst

poem of the day June 15

Before

the sunrise

In the 

dawn

Feeling

like

primordial

dust

An open

eye

looking

out onto

familiar

fields

Slowly

emerging

from

the dark

poem of the day June 14

The day

of birth

is the

opening

day of life

A time

where

everyone

is batting

a thousand

Go

Ezra

Go!

poem of the day June 13

Trees

sparkling

within

the

dripping

mist

of the

mountain

rain

gives

the

atmosphere

a clarity

one can

almost

touch

poem of the day June 12

Running

in circles

that run

into

circles

can

make

one

very

dizzy

Especially

if one

is

chasing

the

same

old

busy

poem of the day June 11

Growing

daily

The grass

meadow

is

becoming

an

endless

ocean

for

the wind

to

wade

through

during

the golden

shiver

of summer's

tide

poem of the day June 10

It was

a strange

collection

Antique

to modern

To Do Lists

dating

All the

way

back to

recorded

time

There

were

thousands

of old

lists

Ranging

from

hundreds

to only

a few

mostly

meaningless

chores

per day

Many

were

stained

by the

tired

sweat of

the weary

While 

others

were full

of confident

scribbles

of tightly

controlled

over achievers

But the

most

prized

of all

the collection

Was the

blank

list

of the

sage

who

was content

to live

without

the self-imposed

stress

of 

daily life

poem of the day June 9

To reach

Beyond

the ladder

Can be

a good

thing

If one

knows

When

to climb

down

The mountain

Just ask

Icarus

who

melted

into

Wings of

his own

destruction

poem of the day June 8

The

hope

of the

working

man

did not

win

the

triple

crown

Now the

new

world

order

is

foiled

Until

the next

poor

horse

runs

for the

roses

All I

can

say

is

To bad

the

dream

was

dashed

in Chromes

crash

poem of the day June 7

Pearls

of life

Are 

easily

lost

Unless

they are

strung

together

on the

center

cord

Somewhere

between

Time

and 

Horizon

poem of the day June 6

"Is

Wisdom

part

of

Waiting

Or

is

Waiting

part

of

Wisdom?"

the wise

man

was 

asked

as he

arrived

late

for

his

own

stay

of 

time

poem of the day June 5

Who

would 

have

thought 

that

A Little

chick

in the

house

Could be

louder

then

a herd

of  wild

elephants

Stamping

their

feet

at the

Jungle

square

dance

rumble

poem of the day June 4

Hoping

that

the

Idea

of

Being

is as

Simple

as just

Moving

from

one

flying

pan to

another

yet

Without

a center

of

What

You

Want

The quest

will be

Like

The rest

poem of the day June 3

On the

midnight

train

from

yesterday

Traveling

on the

old

highway

The

road

of life

is

full 

seeds

Many

are

the kind

you need

Round

the bend

is the

fork

One way

is

the

faithful

course

Take

it

if

you

know the

source

Otherwise

choose

the other

way

Cause

nothing

is for

sure

except

that

happiness

is in

Your

control

To

determine

what

train

to take

don’t be

late

or

hesitate

otherwise

you'll

be

left

with

fate