poem of the day April 30


Yellow flowers

in a rainy light

makes the morning

an eye's delight

Atmospheric  hue

merges fog like porridge 

with tangible dreams

the color of orange

A magic fuzzy realm

mixes light and color

upon the souls

of rainy day flowers 

poem of the day April 29


light thru

a mostly

naked tree

shines off

swollen buds

most happily

poem of the day April 28


Find a light

Find a tunnel

Know your place

within the bubble

poem of the day April 27


Thought I would

be the wind

Come and go

like leaves on 

old ancient trees

keeping dreams alive

with gusts that come

sometimes out of everywhere

poem of the day April 26


I just read the news

Sunday has been sold

to pay for Monday

Peter has run out of money

can't borrow more from Paul

Banks of the River Jordan are 

in danger on being drowned

by rich merchants wanting

more souls of gold to control

poem of the day April 25


Where the past

meets the future

Where the future 

meets the past

is a lovely living window

where eternal life does last 

Always open like the morning

Always closed like the night

A simple magic fountain

with a never ending light

poem of the day April 24


An old forest path

reveals cellar holes

now abandoned and

overgrown with time

I thought about all

the lost memories

within those many

forgotten foundations

wondering if ghosts

come out at night

to fill the past homes

with fresh laughter

poem of the day April 23


Floating in water

is easier then

floating in air

Unless one is full

of thoughts so hot

they drift up to

Catch the waiting sun

there the new danger is

is wings burning

falling deep like

Kites with no wind

poem of the day April 22



Hard pouring rain

interferes with dreams

Middle of the day dreams

shopping at the grocery store

dodging wet  mirrors of myself

surgical  masks white gloves

a few wipes hunting toilet paper

one two three pinch the tree

poem of the day April 21


A path atop a mountain

has a never ending view

A panorama of a valley

whose  floor is a pedestal

to gaze upon endless peaks

yet both are part of the same road

covered full of life's ups and downs

like dancing horses with open eyes

walking mindful on a merry go round

poem of the day April 20


The open

scent of  

blooming 

magnolia

looks at me

gives a wink

Sort of like

Yeah I know ya

poem of the day April 19


A great evening welcome 

from an open garden

Buds are everywhere

Full of anticipation

Like good friends that

come yearly for a spring visit

and always bring a fold of  flowers 

Fresh smells are in the air

with colors worthy of any nirvana

poem of the day April 18


How things

have changed

A year ago wearing

masks in public was suspicious

Was banned in most schools

even banned in whole countries

Now it is suspicious not to wear a mask in public

What happens when both these suspicions collide?

poem of the day April 17


Gambling lives

for a fist full of

someone else's

hard earned money

Is starting to form

dire bread lines where

the poor serve cake

to  other walking poor

Neither can afford shoes

I fear the guns are

are not that far behind

hiding in a long moon 

impatiently waiting in scared souls

for their teams to give the go word 

poem of the day April 16


The whiteness

of an April snow

differs greatly from

the stark solitude of

a cold winter storm

Life now is a springing

blooming open force

As tides of green poke

the white with watching eyes

And somewhere on 

this magic carpet ride

I see the robin hunting worms

hopping across a wonder world

poem of the day April 15


Exploring a cave

a moist alluring

deep cavern

in a dream

or waking life

requires resolve

to overcome

the subterranean

claustrophobic fear

of being buried

in the tight belly  

of a slippery unknown

poem of the day April 14


Social distancing

I find to be like

I am on a stage

projecting a mask

not only of fabric

but also as one

would put on 

as a character

in a grand old play. 

I find as I sit

on my makeshift stage

10 feet or more away

watching other performers 

what they have to say

becoming a version

of the real you or me

no longer as intimate

more guarded less free

poem of the day April 13


What if 

the apple tree

where the singing

Buddha used to be 

falls before the fruit

Will the temple  bell

still be able

to ring in the new

or would the eternal sound

go directly into the ground?

poem of the day April 12


Daffodils in a simple vase

lighting up a darken house 

like little sun muffin cakes

Their scent drifts to every pore

leaving everyone wanting more

I know what we receive from them 

these petals standing proud and tall

but  I wonder what  the flowers get

from us to keep them at their best

poem of the day April 11

Panic

Always

Needs

Direction

Empathy's 

Magic

Illuminates

Cure

I'll be your cure

and you'll be mine

poem of the day April 10


A wave breaks

on a beach

tumbling over

wet coastlines

lapping the land

like drinking dogs

I see their tails wag

each time  water

darts back to the sea

poem of the day April 9


everybody

is going

to need

a hugging

somewhere

along the line

and that 

sometime

my friend

will be

very fine

poem of the day April 8

A world works

in many different

arrangements

Forever swinging 

back and forth

Some convenient

Some out of reach

Time seems to bridge

over all these old reunions

Waiting for the last possible second

then striking the big hand of fate

regardless of the hour of the day

poem of the day April 7


A bluebird

on an old post

sitting atop a 

very fragile fence

looks around for

holes in the apple tree

in which to lay the golden egg

It makes me want to rejoice 

in this sign of pure happiness

Hold hands with other hands

and join our dreams together 

as we press upon the bluebird of  fortune

poem of the day April 6


A single black fly

circled my head

as I walked outside

At first it bothered me

I tried hard to slap it away

but as I passed along

new flower sprouts

the fly became a friend

that kept my company

I then began to wonder

why just a single fly?

Was it sublime sign

to help me define

these weird  times?

poem of the day April 5


Find the middle

within the endless

long lined ladder

Seek out steps

but don't' break

the golden rungs

Where to plant

your feet depends

on the red slippers

Click them twice

Close your eyes

Open the heart

But remember 

Mostly you need 

to really know

the where and when

to stay apart

poem of the day April 4


H-uman

U-nderstanding

G-reat

S-ociety

is based

on the

need

to touch

another

human

I hope

my HUG

reaches

YOU!

poem of the day April 3


An inside jigsaw

full of bones

and flesh

defines the limits

of a living soul 

Everything is 

connected like

pieces of a puzzle

Separate until 

put together

to form a whole

How to assemble

this fleeting perfection

into every uniquely balanced ball

Now that is the question

we should be asking

Asking ourselves 

each one and all

poem of the day April 2


Lifetimes walk

along strange

long carved roads 

Each lifetime is

a new footprint

The ruts of time 

are very deep

full of temptation

As you come

out of the womb

and stare down

the familiar highway 

it is sometimes

hard to know

even at the end

of the journey

which path you

have followed

poem of the day April 1


Are nights

dark or light?

Are dreams 

wet or dry?

Are emotions 

love or war?

How the main

channel opens

Is it up to 

you and me

Is the wishing

on wild mountains

on untouched valleys

the normalization

of streams in the

new field of extremes?