poem of the day January 31


A warm house

is a very nice

place to be

on a cold day

Especially 

early dawn

before the sun

rises on the last day

of the long month

Six below and

the wind do blow

Very cold this arctic flow

poem of the day January 30


So many discounts

I do not know where to start

Should I get 50 percent off

the famous robot hamburger helper

which makes perfect burgers every time?

Or take advantage of the buy TWO get ONE free magic pillow

guaranteeing the greatest of all great dreams and sleeps?

I really want to pounce on the huge winter sale

of  designer swim suits now 90 percent off the list price!!!

Wow I have some serious decisions to make

but I do know one thing for sure

before I buy the swim suit I will need to lose some weight

poem of the day January 29

A clump maples

A clump of pines

Tree trunks in the forest

Families together in the woods 

Generations after generations

The old, the new, the straight and crooked

living as simple souls within wooden temples

They seem so perfect in their tranquility 

but I wonder... Do they think of me as enemy?

poem of the day January 28


The value of love

The value of gold

Which one do you pick

when you're out in the road?

Depends on the path

one chooses in life

I heard from a poet

both sparkle with light

poem of the day January 27


The long month

is almost over

just a few more days

of rowing the boat

I see the stirring with each stroke

as time moves further into the light

poem of the day January 26


To be awake while sleeping

To be sleeping while awake

Both they say are big mistakes

The car you drive is the one you own

from every last pore to every last bone

To be rested each of the moving miles

one has to know the frown from smile

poem of the day January 25


After the storm

is a weird calm

full of exhaustion

All the spent worry

about ice roads

About flooded dreams

have washed away

my outer clay

poem of the day January 24


To change a mind

one must be open

to all possibilities

Not just the familiar wind

blowing over old ancient stories

that forever carve deeper into the canyon 

we call the crack between worlds

poem of the day January 23


Where the sun does go

the moon will follow

but only at night

otherwise it is too

hard to see beyond

the bright light of day

poem of the day January 22


It is official

Artificial lives

grow out of

the screen

replacing the mind

with someone else's

idea of the soul

poem of the day January 21


Cold air from Canada

only the snowmen are happy

I see my cars shivering 

in the driveway

Their blue skin is turning bluer

Glad to be with the dogs 

sitting by the wood stove

watching the sunrise

poem of the day January 20


There a wind

within the heart

to circle love

to all the parts

but to open the path

you have to let love in

otherwise you circulate sin

poem of the day January 19


Cold dreams

Warm dreams

Wet dreams

Pleasant dreams

and Nightmares

I wonder if they

have anything to do

with the blanket of life 

we wrap around

our fragile egg

as we wait for night dreams

to creep like tides

into each and all sleeping souls

poem of the day January 18


What started out 

as a winter joke

has become an unstoppable  

avant-garde art movement

Plein Air pee painting on snow

The art of using the natural urge 

of everyday relief 

to create spontaneous

original masterpieces

out of nothing but snow and urine

Works like mellow daffodils

evening stars

or yellow submarines 

"Pure Genius but don't eat

the yellow snow" exclaimed

a noted art critic

as he reviewed some

new works after a fresh blizzard

poem of the day January 17


A bright star 

near the moon

is full of light

this early dawn

I am trying to 

feel far away rays

before our sun

begins its day

poem of the day January 16


Fresh paint

on old walls

cover over  time

Covering coats 

worn by past generations

layered like tree rings

I wonder have many years

will pass

before this new coat

becomes old and in need

of fresh paint?

poem of the day January 15


a heart beats

over and over

whether it is 

joyful or 

full of misery

depends on

the emotions

one keeps 

as company

poem of the day January 14


In the middle of the meadow

was a stone wall built by toil

In the middle of the stone wall

was a very old forked pine

with two huge rigid trunks that

grew out at an impossible angle

Each year new branches and needles

stretched  the trunks apart until the pine

looked like a perfect stressed out wishing bone

Until yesterday when I drove by to find

the pine broken right down the middle

Sadly both branches had fallen only into their side of time

poem of the day January 13


what goes into

a well lived day

if all you think about

is yesterday?

poem of the day January 12


I wonder if UFOs

can exist in dreams?

Does reality have a condition

or is it all preconception?

Who decides the fate of the future?

Why do dead thoughts influence the living?

I think it must be somehow linked to intertwined braids

made of dogs and gods in the land of the frogs

poem of the day January 10


What kind of visions

do the visionaries have?

Are they channeled from truth

or chained to wanted desire?

Are they free from the universe

or charged each and every hour?

Are their robes made of fancy silk

or garments just of  skin? 

Its a lot to think about

while watching screens of sin

poem of the day January 9


I often drive by the burl 

on the small cherry tree

thinking about what a 

wonderful bowl it could be

For some reason this always

makes me very happy

as I drive by the burl

on the small cherry tree

poem of the day January 8


Take a dream

put it in 

a wishing cup

Float the cup

on a lazy lake

And if the dream 

comes true

everyone will

say they knew

poem of the day January 7


I have been searching footprints

for esoteric signs quick frozen 

into the silver lining of mud puddles

I was surprised to see a single pair

of deer prints right by my front door

lingering like new moons alive with fright

too afraid to pound on the bright door

where only one more step would open the light

poem of the day January 6


The only cure was poison

and the Earth sadly knew it would have

to give up trees and bees

to be rid of the plague of humanity

It had tried love and even tried

the idea of a God

but the ignorance of human worship

turned hot spots of desire into hateful religion

that grew into the carnage greed of war

Eventuality this insatiable selfish immoral quest of mankind

gave the Earth the idea of the cure that would be known as global warming

poem of the day January 5


A flower had lost a petal

it had fallen into perfection

The village gathered around

unsure of their own perfection

Only looking at the imperfection of the flower

A feather broken off a beautiful bird

that no longer flies in the direction of humanity 

as seen by those searching the mirror of vanity

poem of the day January 4


There were ships

within the harbor

that had never been to sea

Tied up like prisoners 

with chains of destiny

And although the keel

was polished with sweat

from many a man

It never had a captain

that left the life of land

poem of the day January 3


A minute a day 
as we slide down 
into the beginning 
Gathering the light 
of a good breath
Welcoming the 
in and out of life
Good to feel the rhythm 
like wind over a growing dream

poem of the day January 2


Unusual is not normal 
Is different from the past 
Whether this behavior becomes 
the new normal depends on 
which tail the old dog wags 
when walking over ideas grown from the soul of a lost nation

poem of the day January 1


Into the long month 
First day of rabbit
A gentle rain waves 
pine bows to say hello
by wishing wind on the melting snow
For a Happy New Year 
to all deer and dears
not to live in fear
of changing gears