poem of the day April 30 

headwinds

tailwinds

push & pull

depending on

the direction

a daily rider faces

everyday within 

the long, short

up down

tunnel of life

 poem of the day April 29

What if the sun

was not 

a star at all  

and was just

part of some 

cosmic mind

lighting a sunrise

each morning

to get out of darkness

Would that be 

a brain beam too far?

 poem of the day April 28 

if one walks

long enough

they will get in

many steps

maybe 10,000

or more

but does that 

guarantee one

will get to where

they are going?

 poem of the day April 27

Dusk sky

hued with

reflections 

from the farm

Orange yellow

sometimes

beige flowers

A new mauve 

colors a somewhat

rainy sunset 

caught glistening in

an un-glistening way

wound all around

an April evening 

 poem of the day April 26 

I wonder

what a tree

full of flowers

feels when

the wind pushes

through its petals?

 poem of the day April 25 

The lost art of waking

without an alarm

eludes many 

for a lifetime

The natural cycle

so easily forgotten

in a time filled world

emerges as

the last wavy dream

breaks over sleep

and fades away

Allowing sparkling light

to flicker stirring eyes 

opening the first petal

of the morning flower

to awaken a well slept soul

 poem of the day April 24 

fire & water

wind & earth

Four elements

of eternal life 

thrown together

on the Outer Bank

at the edge of an ocean

where the primordial  

sun & sea, land & air

effortlessly wash over 

all sentient beings

big and small 

 poem of the day April 23 

Sun hid

in fog

well into

sunrise

eventual

breaking

to light

over water

where waves

spilled onto 

windless sand

Big rod fishermen

gathered about

in big top trucks

stood waiting for bites

A few early birds

sitting on poles

were spotted loud & laughing

Watching as if they were 

beach bum poets

at some ocean jamboree 

 poem of the day April 22 

moving around

an arm here

a leg there

some stretch

some strain

dreams over

bed made

coffee on

sun up

ball bright  

and ready

but not waiting

for me to catch up

with the light of day

 poem of the day April 21

Sun pokes

flat round

out of clouds

Sea remains

superficially calm

waiting as all wait

for signals of light

Rabbit & deer appear

like beach bunnies

searching around

careful not to wake

the always sleeping

 poem of the day April 20 

On a balcony

in Ocean City

watching sunrise 

emerging from

the horizon 

as it spills out

over the sea

Surfers ride

the nearby tide 

I watch their glide

on  water so vast 

and so free

 poem of the day April 19 

Clever boats

on vast oceans

find clever ways

to ride the sea

even in the deepest

of dark dangerous tides

It is only the sound 

of shining rocks 

Big rhinestone echoes

tempting from shore

that can lead

even the most

cleverish of boats

into giving up freedom

 poem of the day April 18 All those

All those

Be some

zombies

eyes open

but tricked

into worshiping

dark dead 

addicting

anti-heroes

have lost

the ability

to live their

own lives

and have

become

soulless followers

of insatiable lifeless 

cruel remorseless matter 

 poem of the day 

Once upon

a time

finding 

the time

for time

was very time 

consuming

Like a long

time ago

way back

in time

Father time

never had

any time

for himself

at any time

not even 

one time out

 poem of the day April 16 

The art

of mastery

is something

as simple

as practicing

for a lifetime

 poem of the day April 15 Tall trunks 

Tall trunks

marking time

stood stoic

in front of

hillhouse farm

Like old sages

the three enlightened 

sugar maples

full of branches

grew wise over

many years of

watching families

traditional & hippie

live and leave

 poem of the day April 14

Who wears

the light better

than the man

on the moon?

Who catches

more fish

than the old

man and the sea?

Who knows

more about Spain

than the man

of La Mancha?

Who climbs

as high as

the old man 

of the mountain?

All I can say

it is definitely not me

 poem of the day April 13

Morning gray

dawn cloud light

seeps over

weeping snow

still hanging on

dark branches wet

from yesterday's blizzard

The patient trees

with buds swollen

knowingly watch

the good earth being

sublimely watered

by fertilizing snow

 poem of the day April 12 

An out of

place snow

White all around

falling fast

and furious

like a blizzard

News flash

It is a blizzard

An April blizzard

Not a bird

or beast

in sight

or sound

Only the quiet

of big flakes

clapping

 poem of the day April 11There's 

There's always

light at the end

of a tunnel

There are 

moonbeams that

fall from the sky

There's a place

in the heart for 

reflections 

of a sun that 

is flying too high

Take a deep breath 

of new understanding

know real love is 

stronger than hate

where a lovely light 

can shine so bright

on the river of icy fate

 poem of the day April 10

fit was so cold

or an April day

and I could not tell

by the sound

of the song  birds

if they were singing 

or complaining 

 poem of the day April 9 

I wonder

where

the wind 

goes after

it has settled

the ground

settled the trees

has settled me?

 poem of the day April 8 

A long line

of lights

lit the way

for all possibilities

pressed against

the thin veiled

mirrored wall

Eventually 

a single 

shining spear

was allowed

to break

the barrier 

Scrambling

the two worlds

Making the egg

able to hatch

 poem of the day April 7 

Father & son

together fishing 

the Deerfield

Mother & daughter

sit at picnic table

watching them

as water 

big from

melting snow

flows under

the long bridge

I can feel

the love 

of family on 

the atmosphere 

pleasantly permeating  

Sunday spring

 poem of the day April 6 

all those gates

the easy

the hard

the impossible

the effortless

all are

obstacles 

humanity has

maneuvered

in and around

for lifetimes

within bodies

driven by souls.

 poem of the day April 5

A road lined

with daffodil

brings color

to an afternoon

A universal

yellow sun

within fresh

spring green

spins a feeling

of sparkling joy

on divided land

no matter what

side one drives

 poem of the day April 4 

A sugar moth

came out of

its cocoon in

early spring

but instead 

of enjoying

a long moth life 

the moth could

not resist temptation

and flew right into

a beckoning bucket full

of maple sap

where it drowned

in a sweet sea of 

sugar water

reminding me

a bit of humanity

lost in waves of desire

 poem of the day April 3 

Another sign

of spring

Lots of

roadkill about 

Making the crows

very happy

I see their

satisfied smiles 

pecking away

by the side

of the road

 poem of the day April 2

Big mind

of spring

gets ready

to bloom

small mind

of man

sits in 

his room

With thoughts

of gardens

inside his head

he looks out

on dormant beds

There he spots

some shoots

of green 

Mind of spring

is everything

 poem of the day April 1

Do or Don't

Yes or No

can or can't

whole or broken

big or small

love or hate

peace or war

dark or light

These seesaw

battles of life 

are always

more or less

somewhere or

nowhere in

the up or down

of to be or not to be