poem of the day 

Cold morning

Very still

Green leaves

Yellow flowers

Shivering birds

Everybody

waiting for 

a new rain

full of raw wet 

Not a great day

for the end of May

 poem of the day May 30

Ho to find

common ground

The universal thread

within us all

Air Water Food

The big three

needed by everyone

for life in the seven seas

All boats start as innocents babes

rudderless until piloted by experiences

by who touch us

by who we touch

Navigated mostly by fear anger   

we land somewhere familiar

to form tribes of existence

Small bands of like minded

bonded by the habits of belonging

where we build walls of ignorance

Islands that bring out the guardian power of hate

How to break this unknowing  spiraling cycle

where everybody has lost the common ground?

Now that is a question beyond Dogs and Gods 

Where the only answer can come from a swimming Cat

 poem of the day May 29

Some touch

comes from 

far away

able to open

long closed doors

all without having

touched a single key

 poem of the day May 28 

I am just a cactus of the desert

living on a highway near LA

You drive by me every morning

and evening you go the other way

You often comment on my beauty

snap a picture of how beautiful I be

and then  go home to your well watered lawns

and post me on for all the world to see

You get many feel good like comments

How marvelous an indigenous plant must be

to thrive on the side of some old dusty ride

so close to the center of LA

but did you know

I can grow anywhere

in LA with very little care 

so plant me in your yard

for a world more naturally

 poem of the day May 27 

Start of a day

begins with very

soft bird songs

Last night's rain 

was just enough

to wet the moon

What's left of

the sweet water

has settled out

of the atmosphere 

into an open earth

This strange silent

still waking dawn

becomes so quiet 

I am almost able to hear

the sound of drinking trees

 poem of the day May 26 

A tide of tired ideas

tumbled back onto

a bank of sand

Bringing with it

lots of water

from past confusions

It was hard for

new sea fleas 

to bite into the

soul of old salty dogs

even though

each passing wave

do not change direction

 poem of the day May 25

Who guards

the guardians?

Who decides

who is incharge?

Is it survival of

the fittest?

the greediest? 

Is it the one

with the most guns

with the most money

with the most vanity

Can this unstable desire

for power be overcome?

Is it folly to think

love might ever run the world

for no reason over than love

 poem of the day May 24 

Deer and Turkey

hanging together

in a meadow field

next to each other

eating happily away

Made me believe

for a few minutes

it is possible

to get along

with those of

a different fur feather

in the same land

living their own customs

without trying to 

eat each others mind 

 poem of the day May 23 

A fine light spills

into a tired night

A simple rise of 

early morning rays

spread quick like

deep calm breaths 

for all those watching

I see many eager eyes

awakening from darkness

 poem of the day May 22 

Slippery stones

skipping on the river

slipping into the sea

Watering the world 

like a wet coat 

of clear varnish

Simple slippery

slipping stones

skipping past me

 poem of the day May 21

A part of everybody

is there in full view 

Another part is hidden

as people often do

Both sides of the mirror

reflect the shinny soul

Where one and one

is not as fun 

as living life as whole

 Poem of the day May 20

It is amazing

how the same

old experts

seem to always

get things wrong

Yet there they are

once again on the airwaves

spouting opinions

as if they were

god's truths

Why people believe

these talking heads

with no clue of the future 

is a  big mystery in need of something

more profound like flipping a coin

to see if the world is round 

 poem of the day May 19 

The bridge

was either

Too far

Too short

depending

on which

side of the

alter one

lived on

Eventually

all decided

two islands

were better 

than one

So the bridge

was torn down

and the only

way left to

cross the sea

were small boats

with little room

for anything in common 

 poem of the day May 18

Blackbirds

on the river

sitting proud

I see them

atop water stones

currents all around

Makes me happy

to know I am not

the only one 

watching the river flow

 poem of the day May 17

The Milky Way

has way too 

many stars

too far away

moving too fast

Making it hard

to know which

stars really

have wishes 

able to wish on

 poem of the day May 16 

A leaf or two

begins to stir

as wind arises

from not know where

But just as quick

the leaf be still

as wind dissolves 

all signs of stir

 poem of the day May 15 

Ritual abound

from morning joe

to marriage Yes I do

Ceremonies repeat

strange phenomenons

hard to complete

Familiar circles  grown out of

a collective need

bind us to the ancient past

with glue like scripts

As I muse I am

getting dressed

to go to a funeral

the ultimate human ritual

A play of poignant sadness

funneled in the rites of sacred grace

in a service long grown from a solemn place

 poem of the day May 14 

The masks are coming off

time to be like everyone else

No clinging to fear

No rage of injustice

The dueling strip-off 

To mask or Not to mask

from Jesse James 

to Frankenstein 

all are out

or left behind

Is living in a post mask world 

just another pitcher's curve

or the same old fastball hitting life

where the past comes back to bite

 poem of the day May 13 

Leaves hang still on

a sun sweet maple

I see the light and shadow

as they follow each other

like a game of hide and seek

 poem of the day May 12 

A patch of growing abandonment

ancient bridges on a broken highway

I see a landscape of tired old ghosts 

unable to rally their founding constitution

Tyrants now grow out of decay

like creeping trolls poisoning ivy

Not enough willingness to stop this madness

Misplaced morals and big money propaganda  

flood the endless air with misinformation  24/7

a bad combination able to control  inner righteousness 

I fear Our house is full of everything possible except democracy

 poem of the day May 11

Bubbles up

from ocean

Rain down 

from sky

The mixing

of two worlds

full of each other's

every possibilities

I feel this ultimate

alchemy enter

into sky lake

thick and thin

for fate within

 poem of the day May 10

Water across

a landed shore

Empty full

of suggestions

Thoughts come

in void out

Waves influence

rock and sand

Swing the soul

open closed

Toss of sea

makes no difference 

in the eye of existence

 poem of the day May 9

I am missing

my mother today

The womb of

all human existence

Our force of life

often taken for granted

in karma so planted

Keeper of gates

both heaven and hell

a mother's love is 

the essence well

And even though 

her flesh has passed

I remember that feeling

her unconditional lasts

 poem of the day May 8

Trying to think of

all the simple patterns

that come and go

every single day

Patterns beyond

our human control

Patterns we forget 

from night to day

Morning sun

tracks across the sky

Hours change 

Waves in the sea

Night seeps in

like evening tea

where these simple patterns

get covered by big TV

so far away from reality

 poem of the day May 7

Up and Down

all pistons pump

the tube of life

Some blood

Some bone

One mind

at a time

Open door Open

until the void

is filled outside In

from thoughts 

close and far

Which is good

Which is sin

depends on where

the car has been

 poem of the day May 6

The black was

not the darkest

The light was

not so clear

The fog of night

confused the life

until the dreams appeared

Then thoughts began open

the soul it did receive

all the views

inside the tubes

of everyone we be

 poem of the day May 5

After hard rain

still morning 

quietly emerges

Young green 

Light gray 

No wind 

just some flowers 

full of thought

 poem of the day May 4

The farm

welcomed me

from my travels

in the big country

Surrounding me

with a colorful 

bouquet  of

spring blooms

that don't last very long

Yellow forsythia  

Blue ajuga

White shades

of many headed daffodils 

all stood on the hill

as other flowers

like a pungent dream

hung over the still air

mixing the scents 

of Magnolia Peach

and Hyacinth

I have to say it made me warm

to have this great welcome home

 poem of the day May 3

A family of racoons

run over by man

Mother and three babies

All dead crossing 

the highway

Divine karma?

Escapable karma?

Makes no difference

to hungry vultures 

circling above

 poem of the day May 3

While driving through Ohio

for many many miles

I spotted a billboard:

JESUS LOVES ALL

that night while I was sleeping

I came upon a meeting

God was talking to his very righteous fold

God said to all those gathered

there is a very serious matter

that is part of every human soul

From Bigot to Humanitarian

From Buddhist to Muslim

From Christian to Jew

From Pagan to Atheist 

God told everyone he knew

He said "I want everyone to remember

my son Jesus was transgender 

and loved each and every part of you"

 poem of the day May 1

In the heartland

rich black dirt 

big green tractors

plowing oceans

of flat fields

Small clusters

of shade trees

about to spring leaf 

surround farms

that appear as

islands allowing me 

a quick glimpse 

into the homes

of midwest farmers