poem of the day July 31


All logs in the river

alive but

for the current

No soul of their own

Yet I still wonder

do they feel pain

when they crash into

each other

on the way to the sea? 

poem of the day July 30


Mountains are

like fingers

rising from

the depths

of creation

Old ones

sit guard over

valleys of

ancient life

While young 

volcanoes

spill forth

random secrets

to new generations

lucky enough 

to be watching 

from the mask of

their  garden

poem of the day July 29


Poison ivy

was about to

sting its prey

waiting so green

and patiently

for the wedding day 

Until it met

its match

a gentleman farmer dressed

like a terrorist

pulled it out

to save the rest

now no one will

be itched to death

poem of the day July 28


Song of bird

on eve of dawn

calling out from

outside home

Dreams of

sleep have left

their lair

Open eyes

Open rides

The still

blanket of air

Open wide

I am riding tides

of dark 

Shadows pool

like islands

Each breath

slowly watching

the sun

until bird

falls silent to morning light

poem of the day July 27

The simple 

pleasure of

joyful

beautiful

euphoric

happy

bliss

makes

for a

perfect

paradise

and a

wonderful

poem

poem of the day July 26

Something so nice

about a rubber band

stretched over

the long expand

A lifetime

of give and take

keeping the pulse of fate

in check

Contracting all

the bands of fear

one wears without

the thought of years

poem of the day July 25


Summertime

Saturday morning

still of  dawn 

The king is eating pizza at the old diner

i am sitting at the counter talking

to the waitress

trying to get her

to get the king

to stop eating pizza

and watch the sun rise

before he had to pay

for another day 

poem of the day July 24


On the mountain slope 

red flowers do grow

without the help 

of a human hoe

Watching beauty delight 

in nature's pure glow

I know I am not 

the first for this show

Many poems 

have been written of a similar flow

capturing art of the moment  

with words as they go

poem of the day July 23

So what makes

the prefect shake?

Cow or goat?

Milk or moat?

A couple of scoops

of chocolate boots?

Or going back

to vanilla roots?

Maybe a dash of fever

mixed with the sweet of beaver?

All I know

is when I visit

an ice cream stand

every man says soft serve

has a lot of nerve

melting into shakes

real or fake

poem of the day July 22


For a few minutes

just after dawn

the rising sun illuminates

the painting hung

on the long wall

The young boy

collecting sap

jumps to life

pouring buckets

into buckets

A smile brights 

the dimples of his

19th century face

into a wonderment

for those lucky enough

to catch the fleeting moment 

so frozen to time 

poem of the day July 21

Today's mist off the river

makes it possible 

to imagine dinosaurs

roaming the still banks

of an early morning sunrise

Footprints of primordial thoughts

swimming inside

my twenty-first century mind

bring ancient thoughts to life

by something as simple

as the rise and fall

of a long steamy summer time fog

poem of the day July 20

The wish of a fish

The wing of a bird

The luck of the Irish

All hopeful imperfections

of divine interventions

for those wishing on prayers

that will only work

if they

are within

the boundaries

of karma

found in all man 

poem of the day July 19

Read the tea leaves

Rub the ruby slippers

Get out of Oz

Time walks tall in all of us

knocking on doors afraid of being opened

Doors shut without possibilities are digested into fragments

The red ghost waits at the fifty yard line

tackling linebackers that push the wrong horse

Doomed dreams play at cinemas

during dust storms to spread stinging truths 

that cover  paths of an oily nirvana

only able to glimpse ordinary lives

lucky enough to rhyme with  Madonna

poem of the day July 18

Humidity

two letters

change humanity

into a hot breath

of insanity

where words are

blurred by you and me

so we no longer know

whether the weather causes

the humidity in humanity

poem of the day July 17


Looking out

Looking in 

is the breath

of a human lifetime

What you see

depends on whether

your eyes are open

or closed when

traveling the road

born of endless time

poem of the day July 16

Slap of big water

passing by Kalaria Island

Water all the

way from Chicago

Waves of jazz from the windy city

mixing with past dreams of Indian ghosts

that used to canoe from the depths 

of the Great Lakes

Lakes now full of zebra mussels

covering all but a small trace of a life

I can only dream about

while i sit  at dawn

and watch this river flow

poem of the day July 15

Smooth as glass

the river sat

tired of the wind

The waves  that crashed

the night before

on granite rocks 

just a wet memory

Soon to be forgotten

by the rise of the island sun

poem of the day July 14

I was wondering

Are there any

Japanese beetles

left In Japan?

If so 

Are they

lonely?

Depressed? 

Longing

to get 

to America

to fill their wings

with a feast of the promise land?

poem of the day July 13


Blue birds

eating blue berries

under the blue sky

are not the blues

of rock and roll

That blue only comes

from all things human

poem of the day July 12

Waiting for

the train

on a long tired night

Spot light on the tracks

illuminated life

When the sun

rises in the morning

Will your mind

be full of dreams

about the missed

wind that’s hiding

in the waving wand of trees

poem of the day July 11

The perfect pea

is sweet and free

dangling on the vine

just pick a pod

fat and ripe 

open in a line

In your mouth

so fresh 

an early summer treat

Perfection in green

Peas are dreams

that taste so mighty sweet

poem of the day July 10

I have lost my emerald

in a sea of green

While I was

waiting for another dream

Was it hiding

or was it lost?

Perhaps floating

on Irish moss

I should have slept

with the stone in reach

and not have climbed

the other peak

poem of the day July 9

Level ground

was hard

to find within

the peaks and valleys

that grow like mountains

inside

Making it 

difficult

sometimes to

navigate

the ups

and downs

of a fast moving life

poem of the day July 8

Your inner truth screamed

down the well

“I want to know your secret”

The echo went

all the way to the abyss

“I want to know

Your secret

Secret

Secret”

Further 

Further

Deeper 

Deeper

“Your secret

Secret

Secret"

Until the sound

was so distorted

it was impossible

to understand your secret truth

poem of the day July 7


Feet dangling

in the water

of course i am

dreaming about sharks

Those evil killing machines

that roam the beaches

looking for people

to make into

human limb soup 

Can you imagine that

they just rip off an arm

and leave the rest

How cruel is that?

poem of the day July 6

Situations

are like trees

growing from

trunks well established

Lifetime branches

fanning out like cars

on the highway

Just one fall

from a sidewalk

can get the sharks

all in a feeding frenzy

poem of the day July 5

On the long stage

all acts are born

Spirit walking

toward the dawn

“And what of life?”

It said to thee

who was watching

from the tree

poem of the day July 4

Places in a storm

we all have them

Spaces where memories

become reality

Real or not

All one has to do

is watch the way

the Weatherman

rides the wind blow

poem of the day July 3

The natural cycle

is always around

The simple

thoughtless

Breath in

Breath out

is only a heartbeat

away

Yet mostly forgotten

in the elusiveness

of self-made struggles

poem of the day July 2

To hold

To touch

To bring

To sing

All great things

are growing wings

poem of the day July 1

Busily eating

fish of faith

Especially those

of the abyss

I often see

them swimming

into square holes

too deep

for mortals

without portals

to catch their breath