poem of the day September 30 

Yellow leaves

Red leaves

appear together 

side by side

on hillsides

full of fall colors

A big happy

wonderful

kumbaya

celebration

of inclusion

All types of trees

merging colors 

to span the horizon

Seems like

the trees are trying

teach us souls

eagerly watching

the spectacular splendor 

of beautiful different lives

 poem of the day September 29 

The way

the orange 

dawn light

Big and bold

reflected off

the changing trees

Made for a colorful

sunrise which

I am happy to say

even in a land

full of greed

are still free

 poem of the day September 28 

shallow & deep

climbing & diving

skin to bone

All of you

in the big balloon

where to be

body between

who to be

emotionally

popular

trendy

bruise easy

deep diving

introspective

into places

abyss of

nothingness

lonely journey 

all directions

within the shell

sometimes shallow

sometimes deep

 poem of the day September 27 

I asked

the leaves

what they

thought 

of this year's

changing colors

but they were

too busy

hanging on

their trees

for dear life

to answer

 poem of the day September 26 

If I could be

a hermit crab

I'd want to live

somewhere glad

Somewhere in

a lovely shell

A place so safe

Where peace 

does swell

 poem of the day September 25

The long pier

of Puget Sound

weaves

a pathway

out into

deep water

Staying safely 

above wild

moving currents

that emerge

from a sea

jumbled with life

Looking down

I notice among

the schools of fish

my own reflection 

 poem of the day September 24 

Something about

being near

the sea

Watching boats

as they appear 

out of foggy air

Time lifting slowly

like a curtain

to reveal

a glass like

baby bay waking to

the peace of dawn

 poem of the day September 23 

I wonder why

the hay bales

around Sacramento

are piled so high

resembling buildings

that reach the sky

Skyscrapers

Tall towers

even the taj mahal

sit in fields

freshly plowed

Are there mice involved

or maybe some cows

inspiring these mounds

that sit so proud

 poem of the day September 22 

The soul

of our sun

hydrogen 

imploding

into helium

like a band

on the run

Plasma mixing

in a fusion stew

a constant battle

between the two

 poem of the day September 21 

The problem

with looking 

side to side 

up and down

every which way 

Is it is

often easy 

to overlook

the very

familiar 

obstacles 

blocking 

the path 

in front 

of you 

 poem of the day September 20  

Somewhere on

the edge of

edginess

In the space

discomfort

lives a 

hidden 

sanctuary

A place

where fear

turns into

acceptance

Allowing love

to fly across

impossible

boundaries

 poem of the day September 19 

I do not

understand

humanity's 

current lack 

of compassion 

If there is

more than enough

in this world

for everyone

to live a prosperous

happy life

full of riches

More than

enough wealth

for every man 

woman & child

on this earth

Why is there even

the idea of 

have and have nots?

poem of the day September 18

How did

it ever happen?

Everyday 

the mouthpiece

of grand hate

spews mantras

of fear

jamming 

the minds

of frighten souls

who only want

to live happily ever after

 poem of the day September 17 

I wonder

how high

that wall is

The one

that separates

fact from fiction

mind from matter

light from dark

even you from yourself

 poem of the day September 16 

The motion

of emotion

is a very

fine fuel

More powerful

than an 

atom bomb

A constant trigger

within humanity

Always waiting

on high alert

A trigger

so explosive 

so on edge

that once pulled

blows the body

up into war

 poem of the day September 15 day & night

day and night

even out 

a couple

of times 

a year

balancing

black and white

into equal 

dark and light

allowing

dawn and dusk

to be 

timely near

 poem of the day September 14 

The palms 

turn upward

embracing immortality 

Allowing the ball

of life to expand

into a big bubble

Able to cover 

all imperfections

found within 

all mortal souls

 poem of the day September 13  

I wonder

if on this

arbitrary 

date of

Friday the 13th

if an army of

black cats

will be

lining the roads

of humanity

waiting to jump out

to mess with

the minds of

superstitious souls

 poem of the day September 12 

orange sky

green land

emerging dawn

wonderful strange

early brightness

brushes the horizon

of mother earth

 poem of the day September 11 

some days

the light is

so beautiful

The sun

so incredible

it makes 

the whole world 

a better place

even for the out of place 

 poem of the day September 

Steps

of evolution

Stepping out

over all directions

leaving footprints

both famous & unknown

 poem of a day September 9  Deciduous trees are

Deciduous trees are

starting to tinge

Tingle with

an autumn glow

Some showoffs

Early maples

are already

strutting 

their colors

But not all trees

are celebrating

Nearby pines

and evergreens

are sadly huddled 

in their groves

intently watching

Forever green with envy

 poem of the day September 8 

The turkeys

are invading

Taking over

the streets

Huge mobs

of big wild birds

have set up

roadblocks

So far they

seem peaceful

But stay tune

all could change

once they 

catch wind 

of Thanksgiving

 poem of the day September 7 

It was to be the greatest collection

of meaningless but addicting

time consuming distractions 

ever auctioned at a procrastination sale

A collection of lethargy meticulously assembled 

over many generations of dilly-dally 

It included both the common modern stuff

like facebook, ticktok, twitter and instagram

along with examples of rare antique distractions

Hard to find mostly forgotten time wasting treasures

such as telephone pole counting

incessant solitary card shuffling

impulsive checking of pocket watches

and my personal favorite 

one I am planning to bid on

a mid-century time wasting masterpiece

A complete set of People magazines  

 poem of the day September 6 

A relative

reorganizing

of relevance

into a reaction

of reasoned

renaissance 

Real reminders

reevaluating

the role

of reality 

on relativity

 poem of the day September 5 

The well dressed gentleman

arrived at the flea

with his collector dog

A rare breed of canine

that looked like a frog

The dog wandered around tables

sniffing everything he'd see

then every once in a while

he would lift his leg to pee

The dog peed only on treasures 

which the well dressed man

would then pick up and pay

Turn to his dog "Good Boy" he would say

 poem of the day September 4 

The urge

to expand

to swell

to spread

to become

omnipresent 

is a force found

throughout

the universe

In the vastness of space

it can expand forever

but trapped inside 

the body of man

the urge becomes

the desire of delusion

 poem of the day September 3 

surrounded

by cool air

the trees

begin to

give up

on summer

one beautiful

leaf at a time

 poem of the day September 2 

My grandfather

always judged 

the arrival of fall

of cool autumn air

by tomato skins

that after labor day

the first Monday

of September

Tomato hides

grow thick & hard

like red leather

and are only 

good for sauce 

 poem of the day September 1 

Driving by

his house

I beeped

my horn

thinking of goose

who sold his home

For years it was 

my flea market form

to drive by his house

and blow my horn

But today he was gone

moved to Maine

to continue his song

as I will continue

to blow my horn

on the way

to the flea

when I pass his home