poem of the day December 31 

slippery 

wobbling

ice has

sprung

up all over

the place

giving all

a good reason

to be

careful

while walking

down the road

 poem of the day December 30 

The reflection

of vanity

off the smooth lake

was hard to see

in the shallow water

Not as deep or as

detailed as the reflection 

in the mirror 

yet the reflection 

from the mirror

was the most 

shallow reflection 

of all

 poem of the day December 29 

I heard

it said

if a rose

is not red

it's just

a flower

without

a soul

and not

the color 

of love

I'm told

 poem of the day December 28 

There has 

been a great

mix up

in humanity

when it comes 

to peace

One that has

persisted for

thousand of years

mostly caused

and spread

by the contagious fear

found inside

of insecure 

cruel charismatic

cult leaders

bent on

preserving power

What we need

is a new

understanding 

of strength

one where

mankind will

finally come

to understand 

War is for

the weak

Peace is for

the strong

 poem of the day December 27 

the backside

of morning

slips into view

following the tips

of the toes

as they touch

first light

where

I can see

their footprints

clear as day

on the fresh

night snow

 poem of the day December 26

How it

all works

day after day

moving from

place to place

in time with time

is one of those

many mysteries 

of a body trying

to do something

very familiar

like rise with

the sun

after a night

of speed dreaming

 poem of the day December 25 

Oh Christmas tree

fresh cut 

and placed

for all to see

surrounded by

by presents 

decorated 

so nice 

honored for

your sacrifice 

Does you feel

any christmas joy

to see the smiles

in all young eyes

marveling at 

your beauty

as you slowly die

Oh Christmas tree

 poem of the day December 24 

Near duck

soft snow 

lingers in

the afternoon

atmosphere 

blending 

very well

into the grey sky

almost as if 

plein air painting

an impressionistic 

masterpiece

thick with

tangible

wet impasto 

worthy of 

a French master 

 poem of the day December 23 

Lost souls

were having

some tea 

in a cabin 

by the sea

When a wave

from a whale

slapped out

of the veil

And onto 

the deck

that had just

been swept

of everything 

Except for 

original sins

that lingered

in the fingers

tempting souls

to convert

or die of thirst

It was so desperate

even landlocked whales

did blow into the flow

in an attempt to show

those brainwashed souls

that nothing is true

when one lives in the zoo

 poem of the day December 22 

light and dark

mix very well

in the minds

of mortals

who can

find the grey

in black and white

but light and dark

don't mix

night and day

very well into grey

 poem of the day December 21 

The dark 

has left

The light

returns

Happens 

this time 

every year

on the solstice

doorway of change

but a change so subtle 

it is mostly forgotten

in the commercial

rush towards Christmas

 poem of the day December 20 

The biggest

grandest

strangest

widest

most vibrant  rainbow

I have ever seen

dropped out of the sky

and was touching down 

Illuminating the ground

as I drove

down the road

going east

At one point

the rainbow 

even shimmered

with extra sparkles

like a  magic star 

right into someone's home

where I hope it left a pot of gold

 poem of the day December 19 

The space

between

Heaven & Earth

passes through

all beings

Fueling all

possibilities 

A place

where

the good

the bad

the ugly

breathe 

the same air

over and over again

 poem of the day December 18 

The windless light

grey and colorless

faded into dark shadows

until all that was left

were the memories 

of a slow drifting day

 

 poem of the day December 17 If your lover

If your lover

moved to

a full moon base

Would you grab

the next flight

to outer space

Would you two

make love

in some side

view room

watching the cow

jump over the moon?

 poem of the day December 16 

Master was

was talking

about light

Asking

an old 

perplexing 

question 

about seeing 

to the gathered

students who

were stumbling in

the moonless

cloudy dark 

impossible

to penetrate 

black night

"Does one see more

in the darkness

with eyes closed

or with eyes opened?"

 poem of the day December 15

What comes first?

The list or the bucket?

The dream or the reality?

The chicken or the egg?

All these thoughts

were swimming around

inside the silver dollar

as it was flipped

up in the air

trying to decide

on heads or tails

 poem of the day December 14 

The same 

unanswered question

has been asked

for centuries

by all new snowmen

all over the world

as they come to life

on the first winter snow

"Where have all the old snowmen gone?"

 poem of the day December 13 

Big fish living

in landlocked lakes

were having

a hard time

meeting other 

Big fish in

in landlocked lakes

to the point where

they all were living 

a sad loveless life

until one day 

when the flood arrived

and they were 

all able to join

the hot new dating site

the was overflowing

the river banks

Big fish in Small ponds

 poem of the day December 12 

Waves at sunrise

Seagulls chanting

A pine bends

keeping tempo 

for sea and wind

Allowing time 

to follow in

the same direction

as the sun

 poem of the day December 11 

I am eating avocados

grown in Mexico

Watching wild Turkeys 

gobble apples

in the snow

House mice 

in the pantry

are munching

on some corn

And all is fine 

at dinner time

on a farm

we all call home

poem of the day December 10  

I hope

the sun

can pick

me out

on this

cold day

as I stand

watching

it rise

and shine 

some much

needed light

right into

my soul

 poem of the day December 9 

Take a swing

batter up

The ball

of life

is bouncing

through the door

But remember

when swinging

for a lifetime

the difference

between a door

that opens out

and a door 

that opens in

is the difference

between coming & going

 poem of the day December 8

Are 

those 

things

inside

within

the eye

of all 

those

things

found 

inside

within

the eye

off all

those

things

only

seeing

those

things

within

the I

 poem of the day December 7 

Another lap

of running

around

the familiar 

old track

Becomes 

the trap

and sets

the pace

for the race

of our lifetime

 poem of the day December 6 

Cold moonlight

big and full

shines on

a grove

of stoic hemlocks

standing still

in the illuminated

winter night

Looking at them

snow covered

Bows swaying

effortlessly in

the frozen light

I am reminded

of the meaning

of acceptance 

 poem of the day December 5 

Invisible life

hidden but 

always around

The animal show

has come to town

Where they come 

Where they go

becomes revealed

in the winter snow

 poem of the day December 4 

No more

giving for 

the sake of giving

To give now  

one needs

a quid pro quo 

something in return

for giving 

some recognition 

some tax break

We are

in the age

of  skin deep 

shallowness 

Where an audience 

is now needed for every

single gift of giving

The ego has evolved

into a cartoon character

in need of boasting 

about self greatness

No longer is it about

the good of giving

it is about how good 

you look in giving

The days of humbleness

have tumbled out of virtue

are now seen as weakness

Attempts are made to limit

those who help others

without helping themselves

I see the daily flow

of billionaires 

seeking the disease 

of attention as they

throw bones

into needy minds 

unknowingly

being mined

of their souls

 poem of the day December 3

Poignant light

struggling steps

lost afternoon

A summer fawn

under the apple

meets first snow 

Appearing lonely

cold & hungry

She stumbles

like an orphan

left out in a storm

 poem of the day December 2 a lingering poem

a lingering poem

some addicting tune

remembered inside

for far too long

must be pretty good

to stay around 

within the hood

to enter into 

somebody's mind

be in their head 

chair or bed

a poem that wiggles 

the soul again

like the song that 

never ever ends

 poem of the day December 1 

When the pressure

of an egg

grows too strong

inside the shell

it forces 

the inside out

Humpty dumpty

falls off the wall

and breaks into

a new revolution

Sometimes that

is a good thing

Sometimes it is not

Still once the egg

is cracked open

the yoke inside

uncontrollably 

drips all over 

the world

to infect everything

like a feverish yellow sun