poem of the day February 28 

Late winter battle

Knights for light

Each week

dark loses time

Day pushes night

where for a few minutes

every dawn to dusk

every dusk to dawn

the two halves fight

for a fragile foothold 

on the edge of a round world

playing their familiar game of saw-see

 poem of the day February 27 

The dogs were

happy to see me

The plant

was happy

to get 

some water

The wood stove

waited patiently

for warm fire

And I am 

happy to 

be back home

to complete

these circles

 poem of the day February 26 

A new nightmare

somewhere

far away from

a rainbow

Just sad water

after a big rain

Raw red hearts 

of innocents

found bleeding

yellow and blue

as war floats on 

either side of the Dnieper 

having little hope

of finding a bridge

out of a madman's mind

 poem of the day February 25 

I've never felt

a finer sand

underneath

my simple feet

Never such a

toe squish 

pleasure

of pure joy

A luxury

so fine 

it must be sin

yet here it is

A grand surprise found

on a beach

in old St Augustine

that was stumbled

upon by me and Nelle

as we searched for Ponce de Leon

 poem of the day February 24 The alchemist

The alchemist 

mixed a batch

of gold like cookies

from nothing 

more than swampland 

and a pair of used sunglasses

turning everything imaginable

into chunks of pure gold

 poem of the day February 23

Some ways

of seeing

require 

no sight

Especially

those of

the heart

Where  souls

dart in and out

of the flower hedge

Where love is

sensed by feelings 

Open pulses conveying 

those blind secrets 

able to fill a willing room 

 poem of the day February 22 

Twenty Two

Twenty Two

walk along

time avenue

Catch the date

Catch 22

Twenty Two

Twenty Two

 poem of the day February 21 

Paranormal possibilities

abound inside old towns

along ancient cobblestone

Drifting as a human tide

lost on land and sea

waiting for sublime discovery

I wonder if those ghosts

spotted wandering about

in the morning breeze

know where I can get 

a good macaroni and cheese

 poem of the day February 20 

Time was

well dressed

very elegant 

and suspended

as I pumped gas

next to a spotless

big old Lincoln Continental

wearing an original pair of

vintage New York license plates

The deep yellow plates 

matched perfectly with the

1972 Lincoln's deep detailed black

better than even a fancy mafia like Cadillac

 poem of the day February 19 Something very

Something very

primordial about

the way the sea

crashes the shore

especially at sunrise

when the early light

illuminates

every wave full

of unwavering perseverance 

as they break

one after another

on a battered  beach

battling like clockwork 

for a foothold in the churned quicksand

poem of the day February 18 

Warm as a laugh

Warm in the belly

Warm by the sun

February is merry! 

 poem of the day 

Stuck with everyone

in someone else's traffic

Feeling the hard press

of unfamiliar wild barking cars

I am reminded of soul shitters 

stalled in one big lump of bummer bumpers

entering into an arrangement 

of nobody's liking

 poem of the day February 16 

How does one sit still

in a musical of chairs

when only so many chairs

are left hanging about? 

It has to be one of

the greatest underrated 

art thefts left for the souls

who make it to the last seat

 poem of the day February 15 

Has mankind

developed into

an anti laser?

Some dark power

condensing 

out of darkness 

to battle the intensity

of misunderstood god light?

 poem of the day February 14 

There are changes

within every change

Big ones, little ones

Ones that take time

like a lifetime of time

A new old seed planted

from the bow of a boat

trapped in the wind

going round in the moat

it mixes with journeys

in a ring circle claw

both long and short

with stray like drops

from a well known Well

between bottom and top

between Heaven and Hell

 poem of the day February 13 

When tracing the past

along a worn trail

While walking the future

it is easy to get confused

in merging vapors

still lingering from 
the well of old footprints

 poem of the day February 12 

Water drops

Air bubbles 

The in-verse 

The out-verse

up down percolation 

of phoenix women

and mermaid men

Some weird universe

completely surrounded

within a big round ball 

 poem of the day February 11 

Small dreams

drive big lives

tied together

in fragile tides

The rush begins

with a flock of loons

watching life 

from shifting dunes

They're placing bets

on your frozen dreams

to see if one has made ice cream

 poem of the day February 10 

Pine sap turpentine

Maple sap divine

How does one explain

the blood of trees

to a carpenter

when both are good

when used as wood

 poem of the day February 9 

After many 

months of 

intense diplomacy

the entrenched sides

were finally able to achieve 

their first major breakthrough

With great fanfare in a joint press conference 

they announced the following:

We both agree there is nothing else

we will ever agree again to agree upon

 poem of the day February 8 

In the poignant snow

falling warm and big

within a hue like soup

that hung full of cream

I walked by the aging wooden 

Valley Zendo sign

and thought of a forgotten monk

who carved the wood so long ago

I remember him very well 

especially the last time we spoke

right before he tried too hard to fly

 poem of the day February 7 

Time to reflect

on the inner journey 

The places visited

The few visited well

Over the years

mountain plates collide

blocking paths

that were once open 

Now time

tries to recede

body and mind

effort is needed

to keep all seas 

 poem of the day February 6 

The amazing life

of an icicle

A cold dagger 

slowly dripping 

Down, Down

like a unicorn

dragon horn

grown to almost 

4 feet long

but when I awoke

the horn was gone

 poem of the day February 5 A lady bug

A ladybug

appeared

next to me

Was it chance

or destiny?

What we know

What is so

depends on which

side of the coin

of coincidence 

defines our existence

I think the bug was sent to me

to question the paths of reality

 poem of the day February 4 

Storming right now

Nature on stage

a wintery tempest

full on February mix

Starring the many

splendid  drops of water

The entire cast of H2O

together again for another

great messy wet day

fog, rain, freezing rain,

ice, hail, sleet and snow

Good day for a snowman

to stay inside, light a pipe

pull out a favorite chair and watch the show 

 poem of the day February 3 

There was a pale

over the haze

Both hung thick 

like dense fog on

an opaque veil

covering almost all truths

making it near impossible

to see the whether in weather

 poem of the day February 2  

The groundhog

unexpectedly 

dropped dead

the day before 

groundhog day

forcing the entire town

to completely abandon

all groundhog related events

leaving everybody

absolutely stunned  

and completely on their own 

in predicting the rest of winter

 poem of the day February 1  

All the great changer were

gathered together

at the great change convention

discussing great change

One great changer asked

a very simple question:

Do you think

of change more at

one time than another

Like do you think more

of change during the beginning of

a new month, a new year

than other times

of less excitement?