poem of the day June 30

How the problems

come into town

with all of us sleeping

in our nice filled house

The banks are failing

Rome burned

Too much worry

about who to love

Pretty guns shoot

children eating candy

Sunburned cities

turning to rust

War in the desert

in search of hate

The rest of us watching

with our team 

on the screen

while Mother Earth

Lets out her dream

poem of the day June 29

The idea of design

has carried

inspirational candles

along highways

lost in the struggle

between man and man not

poem of the day June 28


All that was

left in the ruble

of the falling down sugar house

were memories

that sprung to life

with each pull

of a nail

Old boils long forgotten

rose like steam

seeping into

the minds of

those working

to clear the

foundation 

for a new

generation

poem of the day June 27

Echo bridge

is sleeping

Content to span

the lazy river

Coming to life

only when

someone shouts 

secrets into the well

poem of the day June 26

I climbed

the mountains

in my mind

All the rocks

grown through time

Some so high

Some so low

Looking for 

paths of gold

that comes and goes

poem of the day June 25

The immortal power of art

can take the present into the past

making for strange bedfellows of time

Brush strokes are finger prints of the moment

springing to life in the mind of the beholder

New candles that give birth to old canvases 

painted with inspirations by those long gone

poem of the day June 24

Time just walks along

ready or not

Forgotten by those

who  are living it

The present is fleeting

waiting for no one  

while unfolding memories

are reminders

Markers of life

bubbles like birthdays  

that come and go

here, there and everywhere 

poem of the day June 23

“Not for the dizzy minded

or the easily led astray”

the wizard cautioned as he thrust

upon his mesmerized audience

a bag full of lost planets

spinning out of control

poem of the day June 22

round and round

rain hard

green leaves

grey ground

round and round

hard rain

leaves green

ground grey

round and round

two sides of yesterday’s storm

poem of the day June 21

appear

or disappear

it is a question

living inside

of rain drops

that can only

be answered

by those who are one

with the rain

poem of the day June 20

First step

in the journey

is the most

important

Every step after

is just part

of the walk

Still it is only

at the end

of the day

that ones know

if they came

or went

poem of the day June 19

Water is so basic

a glass at every meal

given free to anyone

thirsty in the field

but now  with global warming

we find ourselves in doubt

to take a sip  or save the drip

our lives consumed with drought

so next time your brushing or

sitting on the throne

know water is more important

then your silly new smart phone

poem of the day June 18

A antique silhouette

ovaled into a small keepsake frame

worn bare from fondling

A young woman with a long braid

dead so many lives ago

Only a glimpse of her now

Her inviting half smile given  freely

perhaps to some soldier

A reminder of love lost

within the struggle

Something rubbed raw

between morals and man

poem of the day June 17

Wonder what

sunrise is like on

distant earth planets

that circle sun stars

many light years away?

Does the edge of an alien dawn

always awaken with the spirit of true love?

The same universal love that has permeated  Earth

each day like soul rays bouncing off a mountain 

A pure sunlight to illuminate the darkness of space

poem of the day June 16

There is a bridge

I often walk

Always stopping

before the fork

But this day

on a whim

I opened the door

to  face the wind

And when I did

a fork tongue wiggled

And I was found

one side of middle

poem of the day June 15

I was walking in life's footprints

somewhere up the mountain

climbing naked trails

frozen to the pavement where the savior

kept his special box

I could see many steps of other strangers

hiding in the bushes

covered over by the long lost canopy

Even I got trapped in this vision

forgetting the moment

lost within the fate of destiny

poem of the day June 14

I saw a third eye yesterday

First one I had ever seen

painted in the valley

of the titans

I asked if I could touch it

And when I could

I felt a different light

from this eye of white

poem of the day June 13

Sometimes things

don’t work

the way they’re planned

The wall opens

before the door

One time

I was watching

the others

and found

that reality was

overlooked

by their myth of desire

poem of the day June 12

I waited for the  fruit that did not come

All secrets in this garden were

hiding inside withered time vines

that cling to trees close to the bay

The same trees where I am watching 

wishful thinking warriors

empty their ego

of everything  except

dreams from another realm

poem of the day June 11

Ice down

Ice box

Ice cold

Ice house

Ice pick

Ice dream

Ice carving

Ice cream

Ice freeze

Ice belt

Ice nice

till ice melts 

poem of the day June 10

Sometimes to climb

the mountain I have

to let go of my chains

and let song birds

sing me on their om wings

in order to reach the summit

which is often

hiding inside of clouds

poem of the day June 9

Drizzle at dawn

Sunrise hidden

Gentle patter

striking stone steps

Outside still leaves

hug their trunk

like children clinging

to last night’s dream

No sun to wake

their sleeping souls

poem of the day June 8

What if the world

ran out of words

No nouns 

No pronouns

Not even a verb

Would the machines step in

with tattoo codes on body parts

in order to order

the evolving world of quiet man?

poem of the day June 7


Dog Food

The same routine

year in and year out 

brings a certain contentment

that can cover over dreams

that get lost in time

The trick to real happiness

is to sprinkle

each day with

the spice of life

poem of the day June 5

In the new world of the future

I wonder if there will be

robots trapped in human bodies

with thoughts so strong

it would be impossible to stop the

longing to be a machine

Will this robot desire  cause

some to take the first steps of transition

Maybe  oil drop therapy

a sliver body tan

perhaps followed by new bionic limbs

until one made the ultimate transition

from organic intelligence

into artificial intelligence

Will they still have a heart?

Will they still be smart?

poem of the day  June 4


Everyday

there are

circles that

come and go

Ripe round tornadoes

born of no wind

All the dancers

are of one mold

All trying to find

true love in the

speed of light

Riding floating squares

of bumper cars

they dot the impermanent world

with lines of time

hoping for a glimpse

before the light goes out

poem of the day June 3

Dragged into the dance

the meadow of the Ganesh

has Cowboys circling the

Buddha tree

I keep thinking about

the poor Indians wiped out

by small pock blankets

bad whiskey dreams

Worms eating apples are

unable to ring the old bell

in fear of no trespassing signs

Harmony has taken a hike

and fallen off the hill

so is the story of Jack and Jill

poem of the day June 2

Inside of all

there is a wall

Put up by

the outer skin

Presented by

the life within

Yet even in

this shallow stage

clues can reveal 

how we view

My home

Your house

My mice

Your mouse

Far away castles

floating into sea

Where I of we 

seeks we of me 

poem of the day June 1

This shell of a lifetime

littered with long strokes

will run out of paint

The march of time is not smooth 

Sometimes is not the fine

wine on which we dine

Still the gleam in the ice cream

is good for the beast

very able to feed life

into every soul