Poem of the Day 2/22/21

Tired, heavy eyes

Watching the sunrise breaking

Over the highway

Poem of the Day 12/18/20

It’s almost a dream,

Riding down this small town street

The lights at Christmas

Poem of the Day 6/11/20

Lying on the beach

The children playing in the sand

A soft breeze on the bay

Poem of the Day 6/10/20

Listening to “Blue Train”

At the end of a summer day

I’m old fashioned that way

Poem of the Day 5/19/20

At the bird feeder,

Chickadees, Finches, and Swallows-

Inside- watching, sipping coffee.

Poem of the Day # 12 – 7/1/17

She is sent to bed,

In these summer months,

Just as the sun is breaking the horizon,

Just as the light turns golden,

Just as the fireflies emerge.

How can she ever be convinced

That there is nothing magic

being left behind?

Who could ever sell that lie

While the earth emits sparks

And clouds become

cotton candy?

I have sat and watched

As the evening has come

And gone and seen these illusions fade.

Still, I will struggle to sleep

Fearing that there is magic

That I might miss.

Poem of the Day # 10- 6/28/17

First-

Set the metronome

CLICK…click…time…clicks

Bye Bye Blackbird

on the lead sheet

and “Pack up all my care and woe”

in F-Major suitcases,

travel slow, at first

Searching for the time

Searching for notes

Click..CLICK

“Here I go”

again at the altar

of time

again offering up some

small

hymn.

Just another pilgrim