poem of the day July 31 

watching

garden plants

in the rain

open themselves

in the moment

savoring a sip 

of much needed water

I can almost hear

their sigh of relief

 poem of the day July 30 

I am marveling

at the size

and number

of giant dragonflies

hunting in the summer sky

Feeling very glad to be a human

not one of those other flying bugs

running for their lives

 poem of the day July 29 

The morning

acts as a door

to unlock a new day

in an old play

that has yet

to be opened

All those thoughts

of the future

prepared by

the past

walk through

the lighted door

into the mostly familiar

but still unknown present

Where anything

can happen

 poem of the day July 28 

the sun dominates

illuminates morning 

with big rays

that sparkle through

big leaves

happy to 

be opened by

yesterday's rain

 poem of the day July 27 A July meadow 

A July meadow

covered full of 

queen anne's lace

No prettier a table

ever sat down for grace

A white weaved carpet

sways in a gentle wind

A lovely grand setting

for a summer feast to begin

 poem of the day July 26

As I was

sitting outside

on a still

summer day

a daffy wind

suddenly appeared

I watched as it

chased itself

through around 

and over the top

of a maple branch

in a fine loop de loop

but instead of an encore

the daffy wind died

back into stillness

 poem of the day July 25

Bone dry air

brown burned lawn

curled crispy leaves

serious lack of rain

Thirsty stalks

everywhere

eyeing me 

with hose

watering

I feel like 

a selfish God

spraying only

my chosen flock of

vegetables & flowers

 poem of the day July 24 

Hawks flying

over cars

Bear spotted

near Vermont

Deer on side

of roads

Groundhog

eating gardens

Turkeys flock

in meadow

Squirrels on tree

Animal postcards 

of Dog day summer

for all the world to see

 poem of the day July 23 

The trees awoke

gathered in darkness

waiting for the sun

as it appeared

the trees yawned

shook off the dew

opened their leaves

and read the daily sky

 poem of the day July 22

The art of

remembering the leftovers

Things left behind

Carefully wrapped 

Put away for

another day

The over abundance

of too much goodness

good food 

good dreams

good thoughts

Things often forgotten

after the satisfaction

of the moment

Abandoned for so long

many have spoiled 

and have to be thrown away

without once remembering 

the art of remembrance

 poem of the day July 21

Master says:

Time does not 

stand still

for anybody

or anything

But anybody

or anything

can stand

still in time

 poem of the day July 20 

The light was

always there

But sometimes 

hard 

to see

Sometimes

hard 

to imagine

Especially 

when 

one is

looking at 

something

hiding in

plain sight

 poem of the day July 19 

a peek-a-boo light

filters down

at dawn

I see shadows

among the trees  

playing hide and seek

as if they were

being hunted

by Vestal Virgins

intent on keeping

the fire inflamed 

 poem of the day July 18 

Circles again

they always seem 

to appear

Some round 

Some shaped 

like racetracks

we all run around in

Lots of them cross

into other circles

Some even travel together

Some are like comets

and only appear

once in a while

Some circles never meet

or maybe they do

but not in this lifetime

 poem of the day July 17 

Adam & Eve

working in

the garden

side by side

with the snake

A tame one at first

but then 

A thirsty hungry one

always hunting

for space

between

the atoms

 poem of the day July 16 

A staircase

bridge angles

over gravity

Softening

the pour up

pour down

ascending

descending

feeling of weight

one feels

while stepping

on steps that

lead both ways

Providing

a good foundation

for all traveling

a force that 

can not

be seen but

is always present

 poem of the day July 15 

Hands on

the steering wheel

trying to keep

the rolling train

from jumping

off the tracks

Hard to believe

life is balanced

on rails moving

at the speed

of light 

Remember

while rollerskating 

through the eye

of the needle

make sure

to do everything 

you can 

to make sure

the guard rails make it through

 poem of the day July 14 

Masks of humanity

sit on faces

formed by nerves

Shaping the everyday mask

worn by the masses

Features formed 

by an electric individuality

running inside everyone

I see out of my

bundle of nerves

You see out of yours

But is what we see

of the same world?

 poem of the day July 13 

Lily dilly living

in July 

So many

orange yellow 

trumpet heads

swaying out there

Everywhere

bold & free

along the highway

keeping things

very roadside

with colors

so very, very

Lily dilly Dandy

 poem of the day July 12 

I like the phrase

Go thee there

for the dream

of travel 

in ordinary lives

I like to be 

or not to be

to know 

we are all alive

But the words

in this life  

I most 

understand are

the words

I think, therefore I am

 poem of the day July 11 

Black tie

red lips

yellow canary

Blue sky

purple haze

white fairy

Brown bonnet

green grass

pink lemonade 

Tan torsos 

grey goose

orange marmalade 

Silver spoon

peach daiquiri

olive martini

Gold chain

turquoise beads

on lime bikinis

 poem of the day July 10 

all trees just

stand there

all day long

in all kinds

of weather

content to be

happy for no reason

imagine if all people could do that

 poem of the day July 9 

A soft morning rain

leisurely lightens

into the sunrise

A gentle beat of drops 

falling on a copper roof

grow further apart

Sounds fade each minute

like slow motion echos

running out of gas

 poem of the day July 8 

Hard to see

the inner light

that has 

become blinded 

by the shiny 

reflections of 

spangled culture

Where fake beads are

revered as natural

Where the shallow mirror

works its charms

in predictable

plastic ways

So far from

the primordial campfire 

in dire need of truth

 poem of the day July 7 

There were

small fine lights

low in the sky

on a hot summer night

Where a bunch

of dancing fireflies

were blinking all over

the meadow

in patterns

of very familiar stars

I even saw one that

looked like the Milky Way

hovering over a field of hay

 poem of the day July 6

Cold crisp dawn

Birds slowly

sing into

the fleeting stillness

as red purple sky

opens its eye

 poem of the day July 5

Going along

Tentatively traveling 

on an unfamiliar familiar

The old road has become

wiped of everything

except cartoon characters

that dress for TV

like plastic John Waynes

A strange movie

now requiring one to be

satisfied with 

a new status quo

that no longer

lives in normal norms

The disappearing guard rails

have been replaced

by armed guards checking for

those traveling without tickets

 poem of the day July 4 

Peace takes

many forms

but never

should peace

be conflated

ever with war

The idea

of peace

through strength

puts lipstick

on aggression

and is just another

name for war 

 poem of the day July 3 

so far

the deer

that live 

around the farm

don't like

Rock & Roll music

The radio 

in the middle 

of the garden

blasting out classics

day and night

keeps them away

Been two weeks now

and still the plants live

I hope it is truth and not my delusion

 poem of the day July 2 

The possibilities

for equality

have dwindled

Each wormy wobble

eats another

bite of the apple

Pretty soon

nothing will be left

but near dead seeds

needed for

the next generation

Such is 

the power of

insatiable greed

 poem of the day July 1

common ground

the sacred center

the melting pot

of American 

bedrock soil

is being overrun

chipped away

ruthlessly undermined

by extreme

out of control storms 

manufactured

by a cruelty  of our

own making