Tuesday, March 31, 2026

 poem of the day March 31 

It was
a grand gobbling
turkey time
A fine feathered
jamboree 
The Toms were
all flexing 
their beards 
feathers spread
strutting their stuff
The Hens were
all flocked up
milling around 
like virgin
potato ladies
judging farmboys
i could tell as 
I was driving by 
it would soon 
become quite a lively affair

Monday, March 30, 2026

 poem of the day March 30

Wondering
about 
magic carpets
Where I can
find one 
Wondering
like how
would I know
if I had one?
Be a bummer to have one
and not know it
Wondering 
how fast
how high
they can fly
Wondering
how much fun
it would be
to ride one?

Sunday, March 29, 2026

 poem of the day March 29 

if you had
a rubber band
that would 
stretch out over
an entire land
how could you 
trust it to 
an amoral man
who only cares
about hair and tan?

Saturday, March 28, 2026

 poem of the day March 28 

Does the candle
light  the way
or does the candle
light you?
Is it better to 
shine a light
into the shadows
or from the shadows?
All these thoughts
were  going through
the soul of the sun
as it rose over
the darkness into
every possible 
nook and cranny

Friday, March 27, 2026

 poem of the day March 27 

As I expected
after seeing
the deer herd
I am afraid 
the situation
is getting worse
I am sure
the deer have
paid off the dogs
who just sit there
and let them roam
close to the farmhouse
were the yummie
flowers soon will be
I swear i even saw a buck
hand the dogs a chipmunk

Thursday, March 26, 2026

 poem of the day March 26 

A vernal stream
has appeared
fueled by
melting snow
Energy changing
The old land 
once again guides
spring water as
winter drains into
the familiar
path of least resistance

Wednesday, March 25, 2026

 poem of the day March 25 

bad spring sign
especially for 
summer crops
A 10 deer herd
was lining both sides
gleefully standing around 
the bare earth of my garden
as if waiting for me
to plant their vegetables 

Tuesday, March 24, 2026

 poem of the day March 24 

And sometimes
those beats
were just down
the street
jiving in
some kind
of song
They were
twisting the roots 
off some fine
looking spruce
as the sun
rose over the morn
Their beautiful
dance was 
only by chance
Spontaneous 
as spontaneous
can be
All was gone
in a flash
run out of gas
Until Alice 
appeared with her tea

Monday, March 23, 2026

 poem of the day March 23 

the moment
was in such
a hurry
it did not
have anytime
to stop
for anything
not even for 
one tiny second
It was so annoying

Sunday, March 22, 2026

 poem of the day March 22 I threaten you

I threaten you
You threaten me
a ping pong game
without diplomacy
Played by men
who just can't see
further than their vanity

Saturday, March 21, 2026

 poem o the day March 21

Night dreams
over
Day dreams
begin
Consciousness
guards
change
within
But I have kept 
a couple
of dreams 
that
overlap
I wonder what
day & night
will think of that?

Friday, March 20, 2026

 poem of the day March 20 

Patches
of earth
emerge daily
Snow retreats
effortlessly 
Rings around
big trees grow
in perfect circles
The meadow
looks like
a chessboard
All are waiting for 
the sun to rise 
with the first
move of spring

Thursday, March 19, 2026

 poem of the day March 19 

The reason
why peace
love & happiness
are so elusive
So rare to achieve
is  their acceptance
of everybody's everything
making it nearly impossible to
match the popularity of
selfish ignorant grievance
which thrives by nonacceptance 
Where division is cultivated daily
to express the overwhelming emotions
required to fuel the anger needed for 
war hate & unhappiness

Wednesday, March 18, 2026

 poem of the day March 18 

It was a very 
black & white
question no one 
had asked before
If a lighthouse
lights the way
to avoid danger
to avoid the bad
Does a darkhouse
black the way
to avoid safety
to avoid the good?

Tuesday, March 17, 2026

 poem of the day March 17 

The tippy tops
of old feral spruce
Wild Christmas trees
are jiving overtime
in a March wind
Free dancing
a grand  boogie woogie
as they wait
for sunrise

Monday, March 16, 2026

 poem o the day March 16

Sometimes
it just 
makes
sense
when in
a hurry
to travel
in a green 
submarine
instead of
a yellow one
Cause as 
the captain says
Green is go
full speed ahead

Sunday, March 15, 2026

 poem of the day March 15 

thinking about
all those rainbows
that appear for
no reason from
somewhere behind 
the misty veil of
sunny raindrops 
to bloom into
a magic light show
where colors arch
out over the Earth
like imagination
becoming reality

Saturday, March 14, 2026

 poem of the day March 14 

In delusion
the illusion
is always
a perfect
reflection
of  a shallow mirror 
playing the perfection game
Only the inconvenient truth
sees deep into the soup
the imperfection
within perfection framed

Friday, March 13, 2026

 poem of the day March 13 

In a day
full of 
sunshine 
promise
A hawk
circled around
owning the sky
I don't think
I saw its wings
flap even once

Thursday, March 12, 2026

 poem of the day March 12 

I am here to report
the outer space station
has successfully docked 
up to the giant black hole thing store
All the well dressed brave astronauts
have disembarked 
armed with space age shopping bags
and have entered the hole of extreme temptation
As a nation we wish them the best of luck
knowing the risks they face of being
trapped like most others before them
into a one way journey
full of things found in
the black hole store of desire 

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

 poem of the day March 11 

War is good
for predatory business
for extreme market swings
Where the art of trading lives
for big globs of blood money
has become for the most powerful
a well dressed obsesion 
fueled by using greasy grimy gopher guts
of inside information
full of souls of mutilated monkey meat
All while greedily wearing 
the insincere fake white hat of disrespectful
disingenuous self serving compassion

Tuesday, March 10, 2026

 poem of the day March 10 

Sun seems
determined 
Snow melts early
Morning light
shines strong
on packed ice
Bringing  tears
to a long winter's face

Monday, March 9, 2026

 poem of the day March 9 

sugar bubbles
golden tan
fire hot like
summer sand
amber color
burning wood
maple syrup
tastes so good

Sunday, March 8, 2026

 poem of the day March 

melting snow
mixing dirt
making mud
the road a mess
a river of quicksand
on a  big dog's chest
Ho Ho Ho such
a puddle of fun

Saturday, March 7, 2026

 a poem of the day March 7 

Long old abandoned
but still with a view
humbled on the road
with an invisible hue
Big trees lined up
very side by side
in the evening air
of the countryside
The old place is now
a new restaurant
that has somehow
landed in the hills
of Charlemont
It made me think of
other fallen places passed
that find some way
to be reborn and recast

Friday, March 6, 2026

 poem of the day March 6 

Seems like
disinformation
is easy
to find 
just about
everywhere
No more whispers 
hiding in the shadows
Disinformation
has gone mainstream
Everything is out
in the open 
and coming 
directly from
the very top 
Where it is 
being sold 
as truth

Thursday, March 5, 2026

 poem of the day March 5 

These were just
country squirrels 
not Buddhist squirrels 
I watched them
ballroom dancing
on a lovely rock 
sticking out
of the snow
I was going to join them
in a late winter dance
but before I could
the lovely pair had scurried away

Wednesday, March 4, 2026

 poem of the day March 4 

Some 
sunrises
seem 
to be 
more
lightful 
insightful
delightful 
More open
to embracing
the desires 
The needs
of a messy morning
than working on perfecting
their own ancient art of rising

Tuesday, March 3, 2026

 poem of the day March 3

When down
in the deep body
diving toward genesis
Somewhere in
the primordial 
space that exists
between atoms
That deep space
where light is DNA
All unvarnished souls
sing fine songs
with an universal ring
Songs able to include 
the possibilities of everything 

Monday, March 2, 2026

 poem of the day March 2 

Blood Moon
Fire Horse
do unite
The harmonic
very rare 
coincidence 
Convergence 
of a blood
red moon
Known
throughout 
the world
as an omen
of  evil
Will tonight
light the way
providing an inferno
for the unstable fire horse 
to carry as it gallops into 
an apocalypse of insanity 

Sunday, March 1, 2026

 poem of the day March 1 

A sweet
innocent 
cozy light 
slowly
appeared
at dawn
soft and nimble 
Allowing pines
to sway
back and forth
as if charmed by 
the moment
I watched 
in tune with
all of them
looking for
a rabbit 
to welcome
the first of March