poem of the day January 31

Two hundred

year old

monk

found

dead

in lotus

puts a new

spin on dying

in your

sleep

poem of the day January 30

Once in

a while

I remember

the smile

before the

wind howled

on that

fateful day

The world

of rope

was so full

of hope

The cold war

was starting

to thaw

Laughter

was about

fresh as trout

Until a

rouge gust

blew that

innocence away

It brought

down the

wrath of

all of things past

Where after

a while

and many more

miles

The news said

to everyone’s

dread

“From now on

Beware

of the air

that is

coming

from there”

As they

pointed

a finger

at the 

nuclear power 

of once noble

Chernobyl

poem of the day January 29

If you

were in

a land

with nothing

but rainbows

Would you

at some

point

wish for 

a pair

of simple

black 

and 

white

shoes

on which 

to fly back

home

poem of the day January 28

Eyes are

a window

open from

inside

where

the soul

reflects

seasons

of times

outside

The Panes

keeping tract

of time

and fancy

that arrive

with

the nod

of everyone’s

Nancy

poem of the day January 27

Everything

so serene

morning

Blizzard

twenty fifteen

Snow fell

through out

the night

Six inches

in dawn of

light

Wind white

Flying shakes

Carpet

covering

ground

with flakes

Hours left

of storm

to ride

Don't hide

Go outside

Be alive

poem of the day January 26

Eating

wild meat

in a fancy

restaurant

while sipping

martinis

in an

east coast

western lodge

is a long

way gone

from hunter

Now the prey

is more money

to pay

for past 

reflections

of the old

campfire

poem of the day January 25

Motivation

was bottled

and frozen

Procrastination

was free and

milling about

The stove

had only

enough wood

for a few

more songs

What happened

next depended

on whether the

belly button

was an inney

Or an outey

poem of the day January 24

I went

through

commercials

I dined with a nun

I ate purple berries

that grew in the sun

I'm back

to the

beginning

where the

seeds

grow

and turn

into

habits

that come

more then go

The semi flipped over

on the highway

of time

I ate Chinese sushi

that grew on a vine

while thinking of

visions that

were just 

Illusions

in rhymes

Of all 

that 

was true

of time

in these

lines

poem of the day January 23


Seems like

the lost air

around 

the ball

is more 

important

then the

cup that

holds the

holy water

especially

to those

stuck

in sinking

boats

surrounded

by only

their

burps

of helpless

ego

poem of the day January 22


The first

attempt

is always

underrated

Nothing

to compare

It takes

confidence

to know

Yet many

an arrogant fool

has drowned

docking the 

virgin boat

poem of the day January 21

Just before

his fateful fall

Egg-man shouted

this karmic call

“When the shell

gets broke

Do I

go white

Or do I 

go yoke?”

poem of the day January 20

So sad the face

This lifetime

of imperfection

From the taint of youth

The spotlight

cast too soon

The ferry chugs

Across its own divide

Symbols clash

in the holy holders

Blankets warm

the sunrise

Nothing left

for the sunset

Except to

be fulfilled

by the journey

poem of the day January 19

Many think

Steinbeck

was thinking

of the poem

by Robert Burns

when he wrote

Of Mice and Men

But I just

heard from

a bunch of

well placed

rodents that

the real 

inspiration

actually

came from

this famous but

lost saying

‘The best

laid plans

of women

and squirrels

often go

acorn’

poem of the day January 18

The dream

that broke

the back

of sleep

escaped

on the 

snoring

camel

somewhere

in a Camelot

only half 

remembered

in the struggle

of wake

poem of the day January 17

Because

the bridge

was never

finished

travelers

were unable

to get into the

valley hidden

by the other side

The valley of

Eternal Hope

Heaven as it was called

No one

knew much

about it

No one had

ever returned

All they had

to go on 

were the

repeated

words of

generations

The songs

of salvation

glorifying the illusion

of delusion

poem of the day January 16

Shakespeare was

drinking beer

in the park

with Mozart

Hemingway

came by to say

that Joan of Arc

was feeling

really dark

Dylan was stuck

without much luck

in a big pink

basement chilling

where he would be taped

until Hieronymus Bock

came by with

someone from anonymous

to open the lock

Only then could they

send a friend

to see Sean Penn

Who was to arrange the wine

needed to dine with Albert Einstein

reminding everybody

with too much time 

to bring their best dressed rhymes 

poem of the day January 15

Sensitive

minds

walked

miles

on the

hard

packed

life

trying

to soak

up each

long

step

as if

it was

their last

The rest

ran over

the rainbow

only aware

of the

promise of

gold

to come

poem of the day January 14

The old

farmer

at the

river bank

working

on his

maple line

is almost

as much

of the

landscape

as the trees

he has

been tending

Yet 

through

the years

not a

single

drop of

water

has stopped to

admire

any of

his man-made

nature

pom of the day January 13

I wonder

if a

worn seat

can

transfer

its karma

to the

next

Ass

in line?

poem of the day January 12

Snow again

Light again

Time to

stand

Time to

bend 

The moving

line

Becomes

a road

long 

familiar

foot

march

One

step

Two step

We all

walk in each

others

mess

Especially

when

naivete

grows

over the

ancient ivy

poem of the day January 11

The old

was sitting

by the

window

where

the frost

was coming

down

Creeping

like

a silent

lover

over

panes

of little

sound

I was

watching

by the fire

thinking

of the

wood

inside

Burning

with the

touch

of karma

Keeping

all the

souls

alive

When

I saw

the new

front

coming

Replacing

all the

ones

before

Pictures of

the wind

were calling

Find your

way within

the storm

poem of the day January 10

The Cook

said

"When trying

to wish

on a

fish

it is

always

good

to use

the right

oil

Otherwise

it may

foil

the prefect

dish"

poem of the day January 9

Black dawn

covered by

White snow

Mixes out

The light

Giving

time to

reflect

on the

solitude

of early

morning

often lost

in the busy

wake of

waking

poem of the day January 8

The same path

Day after day

Year after year

Is worn with

memories

Remembered

each morning

Around dawn

When dreams

Turn back

into the

night and

the familiar

splashes water

on the face

of every

traveler

poem of the day January 7


Freezing

dawn

Cold

light

air

from

Canada

pouring

down

Seeping

into

every

crevice

Alert

The boarder

is very

porous

Homeland

Security

will have

address

this new threat

poem of the day January 6

It was

brilliant

Someone

invented

Eggs

that could

fall off

of walls

Without

breaking

No longer

would all

The king’s

horses or men 

have to

try to

put together

what they 

could not 

again

poem of the day January 5

To wish

with the

fish is

not the

recipe

of hope

Only

the fool

knows

when

to hide

in the

folds

of old

roads

Where the 

insane

sing

refrains

But not

in a way

to remember

names

poem of the day January 4

The storm

covered

imperfection

as well

as perfection

Making it

hard for

one to

travel

the road

of inner

truth 

poem of the day January 3

Find

what

you

want

Don’t

hold

back

Otherwise

the doubt

of others

can get

in the

way and

Then

you have

to pay

poem of the day January 2

The new year

Wondering

if any other

species

celebrate

Maybe some

Ants

A bumble bee

A  century

old turtle

or an old

oak tree

What

about God

Does God

celebrate

New Year

with his son

and the

Virgin Mary

sipping

champagne

and dry martinis?

poem of the day January 1

The wind

was

rather

windy

The sky

was very

blue

The clouds

had silver

linings

The joker

laughed

for two

The table

had a

serving

of wishful

helpful

hands

That played

the fickle

fiddle

Better

then

almost

any

band

Soon

the air

did rustle

once the

music

did begin

to stir

the flying

leaves

into little

pots of

sin

That 

floated

on a

current

causing 

lives

to sink

or swim

Driven only

by desire

and a very

windy

wind