poem of the day April 30 

A new day

Sun edging

across my meadow

before moving to edge

across the world

Always illuminating

the lightness of

darkness souls

Never stopping

for even one second

 poem of the day April 29 

Sometimes

things move

in unexpected ways

Last week

while driving by

Huge Super Giant

red white & blue

American flags

in very Red States

I noticed 

the patriotic wind

was blowing 

all Flags to the left

 poem of the day April 28 

I wonder

I wander 

where we are

where we go

when we are

not conscious

not aware

of dogs barking

When we are 

fast asleep

with body 

suspended

on auto play

heart pumping 

mind dreaming

life moving

Where does

light fit in?

 poem of the day April 27 

Haven't

been in 

any rain

for a while

Enjoying

the patter

I think the drops

have a mind

of their own

A power

beyond water

beyond sky

The mix makes

for very good sound

 poem of the day April 26 

A road hotel

with lots of rooms

each night is filled

with many souls

Weary travelers who

stopped their lives

to be within some fold

Why all those minds 

in need of rest

with different thoughts

of how the world should be

had gathered for a common

goal  intertwined in mystery 

All I know about

the sleep of night

besides a collective snore

is all shared a sacred space

from where dreams would pour

And for a moment all would be one 

until the morning dawn 

then their lives would separate

to head on down the road

 poem of the day April 25 

The dard ages

have returned

books banned

Shallow leaders 

soil themselves

to divide settled mountains

by stirring up the meaningless

These growing rivers 

of social influence

carve new paths

into old valleys of hate

God seems

to be a prize 

fought over

by waves of

reinforced followers

blindly reaching for

shiny righteous buttons

handed out

by cunning wolfs

bent only on power

disguised as freedom

disguised as goodness

What happens next

depends on you

 poem of the day April 24  

The sun

comes

up and down 

like a 

merry-go-round

Each day 

another

rise and fall

tis a tide to ride

for wide eyed souls

 poem of the day April 23 

Everything is true

Everything IS 

bigger in Texas

Big trucks

Big hats

Big hair

Big country

Yes, Texas is proud

to be the biggest state

Therefore it

comes as a surprise

to find the Lone Star

has the smallest

of compassion when

it comes to 

basic humanity

 poem of the day April 22 

The rise and fall

The hills and valleys

The road is

a well horned dragon

undulating each mile

Eating cars 

Eating gas 

Eating life

quicker than

a skinny Texas longhorn

eating wild desert grass

 poem of the day April 21 Gone souls 

Gone souls

of Indians

merge wind

like water

Current moving

from mountain

to mountain

over valley floor

I keep thinking

I am swimming

in some sea

greater than me

 poem of the day April 20 

How a giant city

ended up replacing

the wild desert 

Of Arizona 

is a testimony to

the madness of man

It is a feat

as grand as

chopping down

all the Easter Eggs 

on Easter Island

 poem of the day April 19 

Shade and Sun

The never ending

world  of daylight 

Comes at dawn

Leaves at dust

Burns the cool

Cools the burn

All day long

Way Light Way

 poem of the day April 18 

Some things

just go smoothly

sort a synchronicity

Like a Zen moment

Somehow the wood 

for the chicken fence

appeared on the street

out of nowhere 

and almost built itself

Was it divine karma?

Was it luck?

Does it matter?

 poem of the day April 17 

For time

there is 

no rest

How it keeps 

going day 

after day

must be

exhausting

No sleep ever

year after year

Yet there it is 

ticking away

up early

way before me

greeting the sunrise

 poem of the day April 16 The chatter

The chatter

of LA birds

appear at dawn

The loud roar

of muscle cars

begin to fade

into a soft

tweet tweet

Every once

in a while

the two worlds

merge into one

 poem of the day April 15

May those

recipes 

hidden for years

in old cookbooks

come to good life 

in new kitchens

full of  inspirations 

Modern twists

of aged classics

setting plates to table

with fresh hands

guided by tested tradition

 poem of the day April 14 

The LA River

has about

as much water

as a small

vernal stream

It makes me

wonder how

there can be 

so many green 

lawns in a land

so dry?

 poem of the day April 

The west coast wind

howled the windows

Back and Forth

The clatter slammed

very much like 

a wild freight train

running on loose tracks

too fast for old guardrails

 poem of the day April 12 

How did

this happen?

Somehow I

have ended

up in a casino

on the Vegas strip

sitting at a table

watching vices

Sexy girls

Drunk men

Street urchins

and the smell

of make and money

bang, bang

loud machines

loud people

loud lights

made for an

interesting hustle

I have to say

the last minute

hotel deal has

immersed me

in a culture of 

superficial greed

 poem of the day April 11 In amongst 

In amongst 

the tumbleweed

Lay an old miner's cabin
still proud 

but full of need

The ancient homestead

was in some disrepair

yet sat tall in the wilderness

without a worry or care

It was a reminder to all

of a prospector's home

of a gold rush that came

but now was long gone

 poem of the day April 10 

The wind

of Nebraska

blew the hat

off my head

like a thunderbolt

I fought the gusts

as the hat rolled over

the flat plowed prairie 

Blowing up and down

until I finally caught it

The strong wind

reminded me

of swimming

in the sea 

In air currents

with as much

power as water

 poem of the day April 9 Profound words 

Profound words

hang on the side

of highways

Slow children

Dead end

Work zone

Fines double

No services

Next rest area

50 miles

Deer crossing

Railroad crossing

Bridges freeze

before roads

No turn on red

No left turns

Right turns only

Stay in lane

Buckle up

it's the law

Encase of 

emergency

Call 911

In case of injury

call Jim Jones

 poem of the day April 8

So many farms

as I drive into

the heartland

Some full of

last years crops

Some freshly plowed

by huge Big tractors

 poem of the day April 7 

To see

what 

no one 

ever sees

is an art

when walking

in rooms full

of every kind of

shiny distraction

The trick is to look

away from the bling

and reach into those mundane spaces 

most often dismissed as the ordinary

Where secret places hide

full of things extraordinary 

 poem of the day April 6 

Another

path poem

on how 

to live the journey

Overdone 

by everyone

But in defence

of all poets

and for all poets

The road is gold

Whether one rides

down the familiar highway 

or blazes a new trail

through the wilderness

 poem of the day April 5 

Hands in

garden soil

Wet cold

Dark brown

Fingers deep within

good fresh dirt

First caress of

early spring

First dive

into the womb

 poem of the day April 4

The sea

of remembrance 

filled the hall

like a big wave

I watched those

caught up

in the moment

come up to the lectern 

and remember their friend

 poem of the day April 3 

The past lives

of forgotten souls

are gathered round

a farmhouse old

A bottle dump

blue brown white

brings forth clues

of daily life 

Each shovel into

the ancient pit

reveals another

generation of glass

These colored bottles

are a glimpse of fate

Of what they drank

Of what they ate

 poem of the day April 2 

Wishing in

a wishing well

somewhere deep

but can not tell

All those times

the dreams

came through

Was it coincidence?

Was it true?

Time moves like

a river of tides

here to there

enjoy the ride

 poem of the day April 1 

Smell of 

fresh soil

Overcast wet day

Slow dripping rain

Still very still

the moist of dawn

is my brain