poem of the day January 31 

last day of

the long month

still cold

air light 

no wind

clear frozen

thoughts hang

over a meadow

in deep winter

with little signs

of spring

 poem of the day January 30 

I am hoping

some day

the greedy 

will all fly off

to Mars

with all 

their riches

and leave

what's left of

Mother Earth

alone for the rest

of us to enjoy

before it is too late

 poem of the day January 29

What color

would you be

to be free

to climb a tree?

Would you 

play it safe

be leafy green

maybe mellow yellow

like a submarine?

Would you 

be willing

to be Brown

climb up the trunk

only to be 

thrown down

to the ground

by a wild gang

of angry thugs

firing live slugs?

Would you

be Black

always to be 

attacked

by some

cartoon dudes

in masks and hats?

Or would you 

be lily White 

armed to the teeth

with a cowardly might 

alone in the Whitehouse

devoid of all light?

 poem of the day January 28 

Between

bad ideas

bad actions

Connecting

the dots 

Become

chaos

confused

blurred

When those

who control 

our time

watch too 

much TV

dressed like

cartoon characters 

 poem of the day January 27 

sunrise is

rolling like

an endless wave

breaking over

earth at dawn

moving with time

over and over

around the world

every twenty four hours

never resting

always rising

but never ever

able to see its

own sunset

 poem of the day January 26 

Christmas trees

long abandoned

have gone feral

Allowing a stand 

of Doug Fir

to root itself

on a New England hillside

where the farm 

is now breeding

west coast souls

 poem of the day Anticipation 

Anticipation

has fallen over

the old farm

Everything

is quiet 

Hunkered down

No animals

in sight

Trees stand

still & upright

All are waiting

for a big 

blizzard snow

to come and go

with lots of snow

 poem of the day January 24  

it was 

a sloppy 

sleepy light

spilling in and out

of cold fed clouds

that caught my eye

on this mid-winter afternoon

reminding me 

that even light

sometimes lacks perfection

 poem of the day January 23 

the staircase

just hung there

between floors

like a philosopher

full of steps 

trying to decide

the meaning

of up and down

 poem of the day January 22

Looking out

the window

in a windless 

very cold dawn

safe inside

a warm room

i am reminded

of the degrees of lucky

 poem of the day January 21 

landing

the morning

well rested

after flying

all night

first class

aboard

my own

dream liner

where traveling

was easy and

did not require 

a passport or money

only some thoughts

of past present future

pulled from the pulse of everywhere

 poem of the day January 20 

iron will

though

seemingly

invincible

is no match

when up

against

the river

of reality

making

those who

hitch their wagon

to ironmen

born of delusion  

in danger

of dying

for someone 

else's karma

 poem of the day January 19 

I watched

so many

snowflakes

fall from

the sky

one after

another

and get lost

in a sea of snow

 poem of the day January 18 

True love

has become 

so rare

so desired

so monetized

It is now collected

and treated as trophies 

So no wonder

with so many

people using love

as an investment

Many are willing to pay

staggering amounts

for the perfect love

Making true love so valuable

it is mostly

place on shelves

high on pedestals

separated, unrequited

sitting all by itself

And now with

so many AI fake loves

on the market

It is virtually impossible 

to tell real love from fake love

especially when most

real love stuck alone

on a shelf with only itself

 poem of the day January 17 

soft snow 

white sky

blend together

with no separation 

merging into

a strange oneness

making earth

seem like a small ball

 poem of the day January 16 

Standing 

on the hump

of the long month

Reached the top 

of the mountain

just at sunrise

Getting ready 

for the first

steps down 

the down slide

of January

Where as far

as I can see

the days are getting longer 

 poem of the day January 15 

Dressed

in formal 

flight attire

Sporting

a fine blue 

feathered coat

A jet black 

dashing scarf

around its neck

and a magnificent

cobalt crown

fitted for its

crested head

No wonder

the blue jar

squawked

as if it was king

 poem of the day January 14 

Of course 

with so many

out of their mind

Earthlings living

like they are 

Zombies in 

outer space

there has to be

a group 

right now

fantasizing

about sitting 

on lunar chairs

sipping cocktails

watching the earthrise

illuminate the moon

Getting ready to start

leaping and hopping

on Earthshadows

Earthshadows, Earthshadows....

 poem of the day January 13 

on a bridge

over a river

water rushing

down below

duck fishing

diving deeper

in the current

of the flow

like a penny

into water

duck sinks

to catch a wish

where it rises

breaking surface

in its beak

a little fish

 poem of the day January 12 

Clear air

crisp wind

evergreens

swaying

Old maples

straight 

upright

watching

Light becomes

morning

Bright & open

 poem of the day January 11 

Everyone knew

the yellow 

brick road 

was only

make believe

fools good

but that did 

not stop

the glittering pander 

coming non-stop

from the mouth

of the conman

spread by his army

of greedy henchmen 

who were able

to convince

the frightened masses

they had to believe

all fantastical  fairy tales

coming from the lips of Oz

 poem of the day January 10 

when the status quo

truly drifts into

a  daily nightmare

and seems acceptable

It is time to do more

than cover your head

with a blanket of fear

 poem of the day January 9 

If you were

a rocket ship

how many 

skins would

you shed

on the way

to outer space

And once you got 

to the last dance

just before reaching 

the border of life & death

would you plow through

the karma of the karman line

clicking magic red slippers while

sipping fresh light inside a new blue dress?

 poem of the day January 8

What if you

walked along

the cliff 

and stayed

on the path

and nothing 

out of 

the ordinary

happened

What if you

walked along

the cliff

and left

the path

and nothing

out of

the ordinary

happened

 poem of the day January 7 

a certain

tangible

seeable

feelable

stillness

appears 

somehow

in body

and mind

as snow

falls windless

like deep sleep

without dreams 

 poem of the day January 6 

a soft

sandman snow

fell in the night

covering the maples

like frosting on

a cold cake

 poem of the day January 5

My advise

to men & mice

in the ice

is don't entice

little lice

into a vise

Join a band

get a tan

wave a fan

in the sand

if you can

avoid the man

then take flight

into some light

do it right

not too bright

keep outta site

eat apple bites

Then you'll feel

like a seal

so surreal

eating peels

on the wheel

of nothing real 

 poem of the day January 4 

Walking a long lost ride

back into the genie bottle

Inhaling the exhale

Winding the spring 

to the very beginning

To a place where

lives move backward

once again replaying

strings of stale energy

Stuck somewhere traveling

a new war on the same old road

 Poem of the day January 3

Within

all these

many circles

that are always 

circling around

Spinning around 

balls of energy

revolving around

other balls of energy

Never once stopping

while twirling the speed of light

there must be many 

out of this world migraine headaches

 poem of the day January 2 

I feel

a strange

apprehension

every time

I count

wild turkeys

that show up

each morning 

to feed on

the crabapples

hoping they

all made 

it through

the cold harsh

winter night

Still twelve!

I can relax

until tomorrow

been that

way now

for two weeks

 poem of the day January 1 

The old

is just

a memory

The new 

only a dream

Last year

has run out

of the hourglass

to spill into

the moment

A place where

Ending

and 

Beginning

meet for

their first dance

Somewhere 

within the river

of continuance

which flows over

the same rocks

without any thoughts

of stopping 

the manmade fireworks

found all around