Thursday, July 31, 2014

poem of the day July 31


Words
are
able
to
inspire
But
just
as
able
to
expire
that
desire
It all
has
to do
with
slight
changes
in the
arrangements
Like
encourage
or discourage
Both
have
the same
inner
fortitude
used
to support
opposite
points
of
view

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

poem of the day July 30


The first
spin
was
fast
No
time
to
think
of
anything
It
was
only
after
driving
the same
car
over
the same
track
over
the
same
thoughts
that
one
finally 
had
to decide
between
up or
down

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

poem of the day July 29


Sometimes
the way
is not
well
marked
forcing
one
into
situations
only
maneuvered
by the
entwined
interaction
of  the
moving
fates

Monday, July 28, 2014

poem of the day July 28


Thunder
at dawn
Still
too far
away
to wake
the other
sleepy
souls
of 
Night
A stronger
bolt
is needed
to cut
through
the primordial
power
of their
dreams
Something
that
Only
the
aroma
of coffee
may be
able
to do

Sunday, July 27, 2014

poem of the day July 27


There
were
only
two
types
of
bells
being
sold
at the
bell
store
One
was
really
fancy
but
with
little
sound
The
other
was
very
plain
but
with
great
sound
Still
it was
very
surprising
that
even
after
ringing
the bells
Most
bought
the fancy
one

Saturday, July 26, 2014

poem of the day July 26


The train
whistle
piercing
the
silent
dawn
can
carry
enough
imagination
for a
lifetime

Friday, July 25, 2014

poem of the day July 25


The doorman
arrived
to open
yet
another
a life
carrying
his neat
many layered
compartment
bag
full to
the brim
with 
Door
Front door
Back door
Side door
Trap door
Next door
Right door
Wrong door
He had
them
all
lined
up
and 
waiting
at
the
fork

Thursday, July 24, 2014

poem of the day July 24


Happen
stance
A way
to explain
unintended
consequences
No big
deal
when
things
are
going
well
But how
many
times
is the
out of
norm
natural 
order
put
to test
during
times
of
stress

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

poem of the day July 23


Not much
of a
moon light
to go
dancing in
this still
night
standing
so
simple
in it’s
nature

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

poem of the day July 22


The juggler
juggled
future
present
past
Very
fast
Into
round
circle
blur
Everything
mixed 
time
No
movement
except
the
juggler’s
mind
And
all I
wonder
on this
confusing
day is
What
would
Paulina Claiborne 
say?

Monday, July 21, 2014

poem of the day July 21


To align
time
with the
mind
One has
to
understand
the wake
of fate
Where
the
tumbling
wave
decides
which
path
to ride
Over
and
over
on the
desire
clover
luck
pickup
truck
Perhaps
the only
way to
understand
this tide
is to
decide
which
wave
to ride

Sunday, July 20, 2014

poem of the day July 20


Walk
in the
steps
of
another
And
maybe
you
can
see
the
short
comings
of
yourself

Saturday, July 19, 2014

poem of the day July 19


Born
of nothing
but the
desire
to preserve
the species
We
now
live
within
screened
in
boundaries
far from
the natural
order
Where
we try
to find
whatever
little
meaning
is left
other
then
to be

Friday, July 18, 2014

poem of the day July 18


The lawn
looked
very nice
Freshly
mowed
Glowing
in the
afternoon
sun
Felt
good
to walk
barefoot
on the
soft
mat
massaging
my
tired
feet
I
have
to admit
cut grass
is a
wonderful
man
made
pleasure

Thursday, July 17, 2014

poem of the day July 17


I wonder
if there
are
any
alien
worlds
out
there
Spying
on us
from Hubble
type
telescopes
Watching
the universe
for signs
of other
inhabitable
planets
Ones
with their
own
Einstein
Dickinson
and
Willy Mays
Just something
to think
about while
enjoying
a morning
cup
of Joe
on planet
Earth

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

poem of the day July 16


Guarded
lives
are
sometimes
like
lonely
penitentiaries
where
the gate
keeper
and the
prisoner
are inside
the same
skin
surrounded
by
homemade
walls
of
frightened
fear

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

poem of the day July 15


Different
times
of day
can
make
the
meadow
seem
worlds
apart
even
though
the
blades
of grass
all
sway
to the
same
wind

Monday, July 14, 2014

poem of the day July 14


Master
Says
“If you
drive on
the same
road
day
after
day
for a
lifetime
do you
see more
Or do
you see
less?”

Sunday, July 13, 2014

poem of the day July 13


Big
Picture
meets
minute
detail
Somewhere
on the
See-saw
of love
The movie
was
destined
to be
a best
seller
A
box
office
hit
of
opposite
desires
But
could
extreme
love 
work?
All
the
trailer
said 
was 
hold
on tight
with
all
your
might

Saturday, July 12, 2014

poem of the day July 12


An old
Friend
came to
me in
the
middle
of the
night
He said
“Eternity
does not
end
in death
It only
ends a
lifetime
Once
on the
other side
you
have to
choose
whether
to come back
Or stay
outside
looking in"
Then he
added
I'm staying
for my
thousand island
girl"

Friday, July 11, 2014

poem of the day July 11


A few
birds
sing
As the
pines
emerge
along the
banks
of the
river
Silhouetted
by the
eastern
sky
now
beginning
to cover
the dark
of the 
dawn
With the
light
of a
new
day

Thursday, July 10, 2014

poem of the day July 10


wind
driven
waves
slap
at old
worn
rocks
day
after
day
on the
river
highway
somewhere
between
hope
and
big
water
trying
to find
the lost
channel
of the
eternal
sea

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

poem of the day July 9


Two
Pairs
of
Pears
came
by
here
to
hear
which
Witch
would
buy
the
knot
wood
but on
their
butt
no one
knew
or
Whether
They could
even
see the
new
Sea
in this
not so
good
weather
too

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

poem of the day July 8


In an
old
covered
wagon
on a
new
highway
My mind
just
started
to
drift
away
Indians
and
Cowboys
eating
apple
pie
watched
Policemen
give
tickets
to horses
that
fly
The eagle
was
swimming
as the
River
rose
miles
above
the
singing
toads
And
all i
could
think
was
when
Old 
meets
New
strange
things
will
happen
inside
of you

Monday, July 7, 2014

poem of the day July 7


By the
banks
of the
river
Find the
hollow
tree
Floating
in 
boundaries 
of eternity
Turn over
the water
Use
it
as a
key
To
unlock
the eyes
of true
destiny

Sunday, July 6, 2014

poem of the day July 6


A nice
ride
in the
old
car
was
a
much
needed
break
from
a world
where
young
was
considered
the only 
fountain
of youth

Saturday, July 5, 2014

poem of the day July 5


The misunderstood
direction
of thoughts
can lead
to fights
that come
out of
nothing
except
the
emotions
of
men
and
mice
that
eat
ripe
rice
at
night