poem of the day August 31

Seems like

a lot of deer

have been 

meeting

on the road

taking every

opportunity

to hang on

the asphalt 

having fun

playing chicken

as the wild cars

drive on by

 poem of the day August 30

A thunder dusk

now late enough

for dark clouds to

blend well into night

Soft sounds tumble louder

Storm moving closer 

Lightning streaks the sky

I see the trees begin to bounce

up and down in lively shadows

I feel their sway of anticipation

as heavy rain washes over Camelot 

Faster than the black of night

 poem of the day August 29

The lost

glasses of

perfection

were finally found

near the old ruins 

within the sea of eternity

All could tell by

the perfect light

the glasses

had been used

for centuries

Instead of recovering 

the visions

of the visionary 

the clear lenses

of clarity  

were put on display

for all to see

in the museum

of grand perfection

where they have

remained hidden

in plain sight till this very day

 poem of the day August 28

A dog lives

a short life

full of adventure

but short on 

longevity 

Too short for

man's best friend

Hard for us humans

to lose our most

unconditional lovers

to this one fatal flaw

of a dog's otherwise 

perfect  life

 poem of the day August 27

Flock of birds

School of fish

A lone seal

swimming

as a boy fishes

Where does

the tides go

in moments

like these?

 poem of the day August 26

glass like water

quiet slack tide

glistens under

the rising sun

waiting for time 

to change direction

 poem of the day August 25

We are now

a hypocrite nation 

full of values

spouted by

immoral people

pretending to 

be moral

A TV show

of absurd birds

like vultures

with expressions

only found on

wolfs wearing

the fine silk

stolen from

hard working

brainwashed beings

 poem of the day August 24

Summer is drifting by

The world is drifting by

I see the hesitation 

through the masks

of Romeo and Juliet

The bravado of fear

The submission of fear

Time rides over the long days

anticipating an eruption 

A hurricane of humanity

that even Shakespeare

dared not dream about

 poem of the day August 23

Two bears

in a meadow

Mother and children

enjoying a lazy afternoon

Wildlife up close and personal

I tried to take a picture

but I ruined the magic moment

for both them and me

 poem of the day August 22

As day closes

night awakes

exhaling  dusk

I watch the calmness

seep into my soul

feeling humbled by 

the smallness 

of my own breath

 poem of the day August 21

 How dreams

emerge from 
random thoughts
to become
grand epics
larger than life
does not matter
What matters
is remembering
bits of wisdom
from these dreams
Bits that linger for a while
Especially the ones
that make you smile

 poem of the day August 20

Silent light
born of night
I hear the birds
sing this song
Each and every
early morn

 poem of the day August 19

Night settles into

the vast sky

like a tide 

with no waves

Dark starts in the shadows

Then grows stealthy over

long open meadows

The blackness eventually

becomes omnipresent

until a thin light ribbon

of distant stars 

appears as dots of yang 

on the deep skin of yin

 poem of the day August 18

If I was a drop of water

I would like to fall as rain

Feel the dry earth as I tumble

with a bunch of wet others

in a slippery slide down a hill

At the bottom of a valley

I would jump into a stream

to surf around some wild rocks

until I reached the sea

from where I'd feel the oneness

of an ocean filled of me

 poem of the day August 17

The debutantes 

were driving

down the long

and open road

They were flirting 

with perfection

a heavy hearted load

They danced around

the circle likes bulls 

before the fight

both armed with

foolish arrows

full of temporary light

The bow pulled back

The strike began

hard so very cold

and where they hit

they did not miss 

their mark 

or so I'm told

 poem of the day August 16

A man's word

does not mean

much of anything

if lies are allowed

to be mainstream

If there is no truth

there will be sides

that collide on paths

even the ones less taken

 poem of the day August 15

Why some light

in some places

is enough to 

light the dark

but is unable

to shine a path
through the bright sun

is a mystery of sorts

I am sure many a mouse

has contemplated this very paradox

while eating well cooked 

summer coated french fries

 poem of the day August 14

Somewhere

before tomorrow

after yesterday

everyone rides 

a magic carpet

on a journey

so sublime

it takes an

eternity of time

 poem of the day August 13

Somewhat 

Somewhere

perhaps maybe

Land is bigger

than Fan

Where to stand

Where to dress

What to wear

I hear there is

a new style

of old patterns

somewhat out

somewhere

 poem of the day August 12

Cricket  smoke

in a dawn 

lite house

The only sound

before the birds

I close my eyes

and try to ride

the lovely song 

of cricket live

 poem of the day August 11

I wonder

if tides will

once again

rush the

red shores

of Mars

and allow

a swim for

those who

dream of 

jumping in

 poem of the day August 10

The blue appears

upon the sky

A hummingbird

darts over 

berry prongs

I hear a sleepy owl

give one final hoot

It says: 

The green earth 

is very full

like swollen love

on summer hill  

 poem of the day August 9

A spiral walks

on a branch of time

moving out towards

the universe

Leaves fluttering

from within

I see the seed

leave the limb

 poem of the day August 8

light of  candle

light of  word

light of song 

light of moon

light of sun

light all hearts

with rays of one

 poem of the day August 7

Summer band, summer land

Phlox running with fox

Bears burning bushes

Butterflies as teachers

I am a milkweed meadow

watching my seeds float

like sugar dust on morning dew

 poem of the day August 6

I am looking

at an old 

Ivory Buddha

Wondering

about the soul

of the poor

dead elephant

Wondering if

the Buddha

in some way

was the elephant

Wondering how

an sacred image 

of eternal life

So serene

So peaceful

So enlightened 

could possibly be

after such a cruel 

and awful destiny

poem of the day August 5

The power company

was here a week

trimming  limbs

Mostly drinking coffee

along the line

They left 

but forgot

the lone one tree

that dropped the wire

to the ground

Now the power does not work

as I wait to write my poem

I think of what the moral might be

perhaps it is the destiny

of some wire and a lonely tree

poem of the day August 4

I have to say

rain on a dog walk

is not as fun as eating

dogs on a boardwalk

poem of the day August 3

The flash of dawn

comes out of the east

with a pleasing light

I am outside trying

to feel the moment

of night to day

with a cup of coffee

poem of the day August 2

A stacking soul

full of each other

One inside another

Each opens emotions

like troubled kings

living in paradise 

All fighting within

Hard to tell which

skin is heaven

which skin is sin

poem of the day August 1


The flash of dawn

comes out of the east

with a pleasing light

I am outside trying

to feel the moment

of night to day

with a cup of coffee

poem of the day July 31


New day fresh

Night forgotten

except for those

dreams that linger

once in a while

in the very early light

before the day turns on