poem of the day February 29 Birds eating
Thursday, February 29, 2024
Wednesday, February 28, 2024
poem of the day February 28
The discarded
threadbare
free lounge chair
sat for weeks
by the side
of the road
homeless and abandoned
The cars drove by
one after another
never stopping
Assholes too
busy with
their own lives
to care about
or wanting
another's asses seat
Then one day
as I drove by
the chair was gone
Finally an ass had
stopped for a seat
Tuesday, February 27, 2024
Monday, February 26, 2024
poem of the day February 26
Philosophers from
all over the world
were gathered around
the round table
philosophizing the most
pressing of questions
A question more
profound than
'To be or not To be'
A question with
earth shattering
consequences
Especially in this
new insta linked meta world
Would you rather eat
Chinese food in Mexico
or Mexican food in China?
Sunday, February 25, 2024
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Tuesday, February 20, 2024
poem of the day February 20
I went to
a restaurant
I had not
been to
in twelve years
The waitress
sat me at
the same table
where I ordered
the same meal
which tasted
the same
As I ate
looking at
the same
posters on the wall
I began to wonder
if time had stood still
in this restaurant
while I had aged
around in some
new theory of relativity
Monday, February 19, 2024
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Saturday, February 17, 2024
poem of the day February 17
Another dream poem
Maybe you had one too
Some weird movie
coming from somewhere
in the subconscious
Where cars fly
and planes swim
Where tunnels
turn into stairways
eating rules mixed
with strong drinks
shooting out from
a fountain shaped reality
that ends abruptly
when one gets up to pee
Friday, February 16, 2024
Thursday, February 15, 2024
Wednesday, February 14, 2024
poem of the day February 14
It was a strange therapy
A radical new approach
to curb out of control
TIME ADDICTION
Sitting in an empty room
full of boredom
staring at a giant clock
Doing nothing but
watching the hands
crawl around and around
and around and around...
Until one finally stops
caring about anything
past or future
and begins to have
a sense of belonging
to the present
Tuesday, February 13, 2024
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Sunday, February 4, 2024
poem of the day February 4
How many strides
make a ride
How many smiles
are in a mile
How many talks
are made of walks
How many lives
are lived outside
How many steps
are made in jest
How many paths
are able to last
How many loads
travel the road
How much fate
is in one's gait
And finally
How much thought
when at the fork?
Saturday, February 3, 2024
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