poem of the day November 30

Last of November

arrives early

before dawn

I am here

to see the ship 

leave port for another year

I am on the promenade 

feeling somewhat poignant 

waiting for the rain to fall

on this grey day like a sad Ava Maria 

 poem of the day November 29

How still

the thought

of yesterday

Sleep without

an early wind

The stir of life

seeds the eyes

to wake the world

of morning light

 poem of the day November 28

Roll turns

into a good 

rolling

when going

down a hill

Gathering speed

with every mile

until gravity

takes its toll

We watch

all the action

as we ride

within our dreams

of how to be

in harmony

while spinning

like a spring

 poem of the day November 27

The delusion

of a mortal  man

beneath the waves

of every stream

lives as if the wind

were busy still 

embracing  wishes

too far to be

 poem of the day November 26

Like all of you

I am looking

forward to eating

too much food

enjoying some

lively spirits

while celebrating

Thanksgiving 

Especially this year

where the solitude

of necessity gives 

a place for reflection

where we can all

come to the understanding

that even though

we can not all be together

everything is not all bad

because a table with fewer 

friends and family 

means more great food 

for everyone including

you and  me so

have a happy turkey!

 poem of the day November 25

The ocean

so vast

so infinite

but in 

reality

a very tiny

sea in a

finite body

living in

the vastness

of a finite earth

Living in 

the vastness

of a finite universe

Living beyond comprehension 

only imaginable

somewhere In 

the infinite reality

of a finite mind

 poem of the day November 24

I believe

it is possible

that all life 

will eventual 

fit together

in a grand puzzle

Infinite possibilities

coming out

of randomness

to find each other

like soul mates

on a long date

A date that can

take many lifetimes

in a tumbler

to wear down

the sharp edges

of misunderstanding

that holds us apart

 a poem of the day November 23

The atmosphere 

before a rain

opens my eyes

to worlds of perfection

beyond imagination

Landscapes existing 

in a land of inspiration

I sit there spellbound

enjoying fleeting masterpieces

until the rain washes time clean

like an artist refreshing a canvas

 a poem of the day November 22

Why some chairs

are comfortable

Why some chairs

are not 

depends on 

the way one

sits within

their temple

poem of the day November 21

 

"Sometimes

there are 

big dreams

bigger than

even Christmas trees"

Santa said to Moses

as they watched

Jesus being nailed

to the dogma of righteousness

 poem of the day November 20

Often light

will bright

the darkness

Smiles melt

the world

of frowns

Only time

will tell 

these stories

Ancient circles 

speaking

healing sounds

 poem of the day November 19

A crescent moon

waits for planets

like a big catcher's mitt

in last night's early sky

Jupiter and Saturn appear

as solar balls chasing

each other in some

time warp where 

destiny appears closer

than the reality of time

 poem of the day November 18

With all the leaves

Off all the trees

I saw all the nests

of all the birds

All had lived 

all summer long

All without me knowing

at all of their homes

 poem of the day November 17

Seeds fly on wind

Little spaceships

riding waves

of circumstance

Landing on shores

of coincidence 

In a fate full of 

jagged rocks

seeds seek their destiny

Lily pads welcome lucky travelers 

Where eventually new sprouts grow

into an always unpredictable 

yet always predictable future

 poem of the day November 16

The wind howled

The rain fell heavy

Dark swallowed night

I watched from inside

feeling warm dry wood

very wood stove good

 poem of the day November 15

Owl and Hawk

sitting on a tree

discussing nirvana

for you and me

Watching the world

from where they see

into the eyes of destiny

 poem of the day November 14

 

Good but 

worn words

spoken by those

who use their 
lips as confusion

mispronouncing truths

that are self evident

Soiling the water 

of stagnant democracy 

Hand feeding 

these good

worn words

to lost souls

Twisting their 

meanings

upside down

Twisting the truth

around so these

old worn words

appear backwards

like smile frowns 

 poem of the day November 13

So grey 

November

proceeds 

Stark trees 

without leaves

Ground brown

all around

Soft ferns

near sleep

Only a blue jay

to remind me

of lost color 

gone too quick

like summer

 poem of the day November 12

All masks

have made eyes

first impressions

Framed  portals

staring in and out

Glimpses of souls

Mysterious moments

of who we are

of who we maybe

All without the comfort

of hidden smiles to bond

us to this new frontier

 poem of the day November 11

Trees have fallen

long time ago

Special trees

Trees of time

Sage trees

Everybody has one

They grow by roads

Along green fields

Near stone walls

We pass these trees

year after year

And then one day

we walk by and

our trees have fallen

We sing an old

sad poignant song

Where have all

the trees gone

long time passing

Where have all 

the trees gone

gone long ago...

loved by all and everyone

when will we ever learn

what did we learn from them

 poem of the day November 10

Drifting as all tides

The shore waiting

Enemies and Lovers

the same sand

Waves beginning

a strange embrace

Changing future

Altered past

How many times

can change, change?

"Infinitely" the fish gulped

as she was washed

upon the beach

full of shifting souls

 poem of the day November 9

Walking across

a time bridge

built over lost hours

Ancient footprints

Old photos

Some letters

Expired passports

stamped with blue ink

The sea rolls underneath

without time 

only tides

large and endless

 poem of the day November 8

Exhale

the old

stale air

of division

Inhale

the clean

fresh air

of inclusion

America has

grown new lungs

with a hopeful voice

able to sing 

songs of union

Good sweet melodies 

from the very center

of the earth

all the way to 

the light filled 

rooms of heaven

 poem of the day November 7

Indian summer

shimmers brightly

over tall trees

warming a spot

where an old owl sits

on a forked branch

Turning its head

round and round

watching November

like a happy sentry  

drunk around a park fire

 poem of the day November 6

Soul to Soul

Passing ships

Good friends

Bad enemies

Hate to Love

Love to Hate

The energy of

human interaction

Cloudy days

Bright days

Rainy days

Sunny days

Peace to War

War to Peace

Great chasms

Tiny divides

And every

possible

tide within

Every soul

an evening star

Each an individually

wrapped temple

perhaps more

perhaps less

but still part of

the Milky Way

 poem of the day November 5

Ride the wave

Run the wind

Glide the sky

Dive the sea

Climb the mountain

Sip the tea

Wait is harder

than these dreams

nothing is what it seems

 poem of the day November 4

Each breath

One after another

Oxygen lungs

A lifetime full

of in and out

Fresh stale

and everything

in between

So much air

within these fold

where it goes

no one knows

 poem of the day November 3

Smiles

are hard

to see now.

Primordial emotions

are well hidden

from view

A mask takes

away many clues

of our  individuality 

Now the only worlds revealed

are found in the soul of the eyes

 poem of the day November 2

America is at its crossroad

on the fragile eve of election

on the eve of passing forward the nation

or on the eve of its own destruction

Will we continue democracy

or morph completely into an autocracy?

Will we bow our heads to the lying king

or gaze out as one through the eyes of Lincoln?

Everything has come down to this one voting day

where we exercise our sacred rights of liberty

Your vote gives you a voice of what America will be

Your vote will decide the future of Democracy

poem of the day November 1

A full blue moon

over a high hill

rising in delight

illuminates

the night

as well as

any big ball

can own time

for a while