poem of the day February 28 

Misplaced values

are placed on

worthless things

like designer clothes

bitcoin and golden rings

None of  that

is needed except

to park money

in a world

of want and gluttony

Why just yesterday I read 

about an auction of sneakers

expected to fetch world record prices

It was next to an article

about a big push to clean up

homeless tent cities

that were ruining the Wa

of certain neighborhoods

Sad that greed is more

popular than compassion

 poem of the day February 27 

Everyday thoughts

Everyday toils

come to life

in the drift and mingle 

of everyday light

The emerging of dawn

awakens the soul

to our daily clutter as 

the subconscious retreats

Overwhelmed

by the reality

of morning pressures

of being sun slave

to one's personal karma

that lives in

those spaces

impossible for dreams to cover 

 poem of the day February 26 

I poet red

about an invention

that I read 

or made up 

3rd or 4th hand

Yet so genius

for those who

live for a good 

long soothing soak

Bringing your own inflatable

easy to fold

bath tub on

road trips when 

you travel

Wouldn't it be grand

to relax in a clean tub

An always super sterile vessel 

full of hot water 

you have already paid for

Especially after a long day

of driving down the dirty road

But then again

perhaps my idea 

is too yesterday

with too much

precious water

flowing over the dam

And is an indulgence too far 

if one is too woke about saving the planet  

 poem of the day  

A weird dream

in a highway motel

Have you had one?

Freak quaint  

frequent occurrences 

that come to life 

in certain rooms

Are they fueled 

by thoughts, vibes 

found in the minds

of other wayward travelers 

dreaming similar visions?

Something left behind

by Guests who stayed in 

those rooms full of

strange dreams

from nowhere?

Are they a human hybrid?

An ethereal merging

of room and soul?

A patina witnessed 

by Gideon's bible

but only when the eyes flutter?

 poem of the day February 24

What is left

of the giants

The ancient 

redwood souls

from long ago

still look down

from grand heights 

overlooking the pacific 

with needles

full of wisdom

full of spirituality 

that predate jesus

 poem of the day February 23 

The excitement

of driving over

the Golden Gate Bridge

is dampened by

the black hole of Alcatraz 

The island dominates the bay

even to this day

The pain of evil

coming off the rock

Reaches into everyone

who looks down

to feel the ghosts 

of human suffering

 poem of the day February 22 

The world

is so big

Impossible

to understand

Except in 

the small mind

of delusion 

This omnipotent

dilemma of

misunderstanding 

when  mixed with

the ego of 

human emotion 

provides a road map

of extinction

Time to throw away

all plans before

we reach the cliffs 

of lemmings 

 poem of the day February 21 

The difference

between 

photos and

paintings 

is the way

emotion is 

captured

One looks 

outside in

One looks

inside out

The same view

of the grand stew

is stirred by

the eye of I

or by 

the eye of lens

both make

good art

that can hang

on to your mind

 poem of the day February 20 

Buying

Shopping

Discarding 

The superficial world

revolves around 

being told to

want more

Where the waste

of things neglected

for something as frivolous

as a whiter shade of pale

makes for a culture 

of unintended misery 

where it is easy to

drown in the insatiable rain 

 poem of the day February 19 

Invasive plants

that thrive

cover the past

like invasive humans

leaving very 

little of the old landscape

I wonder as I, 

a white boy hiking

trails full of flora 

that came all the way

from Europe

What will be left

of civilization once

Artificial intelligence  

take over the sentient mind?

Now is the time to

Sage against the Machine

 poem of the day February 18

God and Dog

revolve around

the same sun

Separated by

an imperfect

perfect circle 

This wobble

of emotion

keeps the two

opposites apart

Forever chasing

each other as

they vie for

the souls of

men and mice

 poem of the day February 17 A common eye

A common eye

is hard to find

with too many

looking from

too many minds

Standing firm

in what they see

in a world that flashes

light and dark

All lenses covered

by clouded thoughts

that distort the present

light of reality 

 poem of the day February 16 

I have always

wondered what

happens 

while looking

for a needle 

in a haystack

When all of a sudden

you scream out in pain

finding the needle

embedded in your flesh

Finding it was not hard 

at all to find

Will the sudden

extreme hurt

overcome

the happiness

of finding the needle? 

or is that the point

of all suffering?

 poem of the day February 15

Watching bubbles

of maple sap

boil with a

rap tap tap

Golden bubbles

big and long

evaporate until

their gone

What is left

is an amber stream

a taste of nature

sublime serene 

 poe of the day February 14 

Are magic things

common or rare?

I guess  it depends

on where you stare

and also perhaps 

your point of view 

of all things mysterious

in the milky land stew

 poem of the day Febuary 13

How a path

turns into

a highway

is more than

just lanes

and blacktop

Somehow all those 

ancient footprints

long forgotten

lead the way

to destinations

now taken for granted 

 poem of the day February 12  

The change

of water

fresh into salt 

The river rushes 

around the rim

over rocks that

have been worn

by many lifetimes

One drop in the sea

goes a long way

changing what will be

A little dab of dew

is the difference

between me or you

 poem of the day February 11 The line laid out

The line laid out

to catch a fish

might not hook

the one it seeks

In a random world

of give and take

the schools of thought

packed in like dreams

all swim around a tempting bait

The attraction is not 

for a single race

and does not decide

another's fate

 poem of the day February 10 

The art of rooting

of using the ground

as the source of balance

Deep veins of mind

sink into a virgin earth

to  provide a solid foundation

that rises up like a tree

All you have to do

is stand and think of chi

 poem of the day Febuary 9 

I've spent

the last

couple of days

with Maple Trees

in late winter snow

The weather was warm

The sap did flow

I put my lips to 

on the end of a tap

and sucked the juice

right from the tree

knowing the sugar water

wasn't meant for me

 poem of the day February 8 

In a tiny car mirror

A cardinal

very handsome

looking very red

was banging his head

on a reflection of himself

He banged so hard

his beak drew blood

and I thought 

why is he beating

himself to a pulp

Did he not like

the way he looked

all decked out in red

or was he jealous

of another side of himself

 poem of the day February 7 

a cycle

a circle

a spiral

a revolution

a gyration 

an orbit

of time 

Round

by rounds

all things go

But few

can ride

the spinning flow

 poem of the day February 6

War the ultimate

manifestation 

of ultimate anger

The pinnacle

and culmination  of

raw violent

out of control

human emotion

is fought

in the trenches

by soldiers

consumed with fear

This primordial 

one two punch

when combined with 

hand to hand combat

of kill or be killed

can turn even the most

innocent soldiers

into out of control killers

creating spirals of 

never ending hate

"What a waste" God said

as he puffed on his regret

 poem of the day Febuary 5

The uncertain

future of everything

The art of knowing what 

will happen

perhaps is found

in a cup of tea

or coffee grounds

weather reports

or tarot cards 

Is it wishing in the wishing well

Or divining what the future tells

Can it pick the joker from the queen

to glean the reality of the dream

 poem of the day Febuary 4

Still and cold

Wind and cold

A  push and pull

of  winter chill

I saw a little bird

with tiny little legs

all puffed out 

in its feather jacket

looking so still and miserable  

reminded me of me

as a little frozen kid

freezing at the school bus stop

 poem of the day February 3 

A comet of 50,000 years ago

has appeared in the February sky

Where has it been?

What worlds has it traveled?

Does it carry hitchhikers?

Perhaps some space junk

revolving around a distant planet

unknown to us Earthlings?

How does it remember 

the same highway

in a Milky Way full

of stars that all look the same?

Are there celestial road signs 

space grooves to light the way?

Does a comet ever take a path less traveled?

 poem of the day February 2 

If you only

had one apple

Would eat

it all at once?

Would you savor the taste

one slice at a time?

Would you wait for perfect ripeness?

Would you spend happy days

worshipping, anticipating apple perfection?

So much that apple 

ends up rotting 

and having to be fed 

to Phil the Groundhog?

 poem of the day Febuary 1 

First Rabbit day

in the Rabbit year

would be 

a good time 

to paint the near

To see what lies

within your world

instead of hopping

each and every train

Use your sunrise

as a palette change

To find more

within the less

is another way

to be your best