The One Hundred Twenty First, Apr. 30, 2011

Oh, Knowledge!
you have cursed me!!
I now know nothing
but am aware of it

gone the chances
of ignorant bliss
as my mind opens
thoughts coming to life

I must now think
evaluating my world
seeking understanding
which will not come

there is too much left
that I will never know
thanks to you however
I must keep searching

The One Hundred Twentieth, Apr. 29, 2011

reality dances
through illusions
altering the dream
shaking the truth

can dreams live
in the cold world
of truth disclosed?
is there any truth?

I see your vision
what you call true
and feel my doubts
I don't trust you

I hear your words
trying to change
the world I know
I will not allow it

these dreams are mine
you have no power
you cannot change them
as you cannot change me

go back to your world
the reality you need
and leave me in mine
a place I call home

The One Hundred Nineteenth, Apr. 28, 2011

"who are you?"

I am a person

I have thoughts

I have emotions

"who are you?"

I am like you

I seek answers

I live with hope

"who are you?"

Why do you ask?

The One Hundred Eighteenth, Apr. 27, 2011

seduction
of the mind
of the body
of the heart

calling one away
off to new paths
not always safe
never as promised

so sweet the words
beguiling the ear
listen not to them
but hear your heart

politicians seek you
wooing with taint
to convince you
that they really care

seduction
tainting the truth
poisoning minds
promising lies

The One Hundred Seventeenth, Apr. 26, 2011

I was contemplating a rant
and decided that I can't
there is no edge in me today
instead I guess its time to play

the sun is shining for a while
it's enough to make me smile
spend the evening being lazy
until more rain makes me crazy

wind is blowing strong indeed
gusting with some intense speed
then falls off and not so bold
at least this time it isn't cold

The One Hundred Sixteenth, Apr. 25, 2011

why do we let the warmth fade
taken from us while we watch
seemingly unable to resist it
even though it is ours to have?

too often I have felt cooling
knowing it was not my own
another draining my happiness
as if to feed their own gloom

I know not how to stop this
but still I try to just the same
knowing it is my duty to stand
and hold on to what I have

happiness is far too precious
to let slip freely from my day
so I will smile and grab hold
and not let any take it from me

The One Hundred Fifteenth, Apr. 24, 2011

time away from home
spent doing little things
hanging with the family
seeing places missed

relaxation and hugs
warm smiles shared
stories from that youth
so often misremembered

all things considered
it is time well spent
and a pleasure certainly
but still no place like home

The One Hundred Fourteenth, Apr. 23, 2011

hushed bell tones
whispering softly
on gentle breeze
a wind chime day

sunlight glowing
on still wet grass
diamonds dancing
as blades sway

chorus of voices
birds joyfully sing
celebrating change
welcome back, Spring

the One Hundred Thirteenth, Apr. 22, 2011

relax and enjoy
let the mind rest
savor the quiet
feel the peace

no need to rush
take your time
today can be slow
its OK to breathe

The One Hundred Twelfth, Apr. 21, 2011

does repetition lessen value
can redundancy reduce worth
does it just become routine
and lose all personal meaning?

will saying "I'm sorry" every day
make the words seem less true
or cause you to doubt them
and think me to be insincere?

could "I love you" a million times
make the other heart grow colder
filling with disbelief and doubt
until the warmth fades into chill?

there is a great power in words
that never fades with wear
but the power can easily be stolen
when used without the heart

say the words you feel inside you
mean them every time you speak
and their power will not weaken
remaining as true as your heart

The One Hundred Eleventh, Apr. 20, 2011

too much to do
too little time
procrastination
not my friend

*sigh*

The One Hundred Tenth, Apr. 19, 2011

so here is an idea
why not write haiku?

thank you, not today
it is not what I do

simple canons to follow
still too hard for me

free form flowing
no pattern needed

dumping thoughts
rules left unheeded

its how I roll...

The One Hundred Ninth, Apr. 18, 2011

conversation with a ghost
whisper kissing the mind
creating never a sound
every word heard clearly

images dance in the mind
vivid clarity on pale gauze
there superimposed on here
two realities cohabitating

is sanity lost or found
when otherside merges
edges blurring with this
becoming the impossible

conversation with a ghost
recollection of dreams past
reminding of hopes distant
yet still not lost forever

conversation with a ghost
reminding of the who I am
hinting to the who I wish
showing room to grow

and so the journey continues
moving forward once again
renewed in the endeavor by a
conversation with a ghost

The One Hundred Eighth, Apr. 17, 2011

isn't technology
a wonderful thing?
you sit in the library
and hear a phone ring!

no place is private
in this world any more
hearing half conversations
in checkout lines at the store

surfing the web
reading emails too
its amazing how many
rude things we can do!

I like to be quiet
to be out of touch
to be alone a while
its not asking that much

I do love my web
being online all day
but still there are times
when I need to slip away

out of the loop
and off of the chart
my own quiet solitude
bringing peace to my heart

so I take my tea
settle back down
to my secluded world
but I will see you around!

The One Hundred Seventh, Apr. 16, 2011

yes, it has indeed been a bad week
I have been poked and prodded
and have been stabbed in the cheek

have not able to chew very well
lost a tooth and too many pounds
welcome to my own special hell

no room for any focus left today
feeling beaten and worn out
quite ready for this one to just go away

The One Hundred Sixth, Apr. 15, 2011

I close my eyes
I do not see you
I close my ears
I do not hear you

I close my heart
I do not feel you
I close my mind
you are not there

my life is full
I am happy now
no more ugliness
only conformity

eyes need closed
so there is no color
no false brightness
nor distractions

ears are better closed
no need for music
no poetry of songs
to soothe the mind

my heart holds enough
no need for any more
overrated feelings
altering my balance

mind needs closed
lest impure thoughts
find their way in
and make me think

you are different
and therefore wrong
you threaten my way
and so you must go

complacent contentment
my own status quo
I want no changes
so I close you out

this is my world
you have no place
you encroach on me
altering my gray

you are too different
you must be evil
you are not like me
you must be wrong

watch the world turn
enjoy the colors
step outside your walls
realize shallow is least

The One Hundred Fifth, Apr. 14, 2011

fly
light as a feather
soaring on winds unknown before
free

new
beginning the next
stepping forward with steady tread
next

life
altered by events
time to end the repetitious cycle
change

now
already different
too late to consider the options
move

grow
accept the path
write a new chapter in the story
live

The One Hundred Fourth, Apr. 13, 2011

infection runs rampant
stopping rational thought
leaving me with nothing
a bad day for thinking

apologies given for this
nothing comes to mind
only want more sleep
I will try again tomorrow

The One Hundred Third, Apr. 12, 2011

it would be funny
if it weren't so sad
to see the situation
grow so out of hand

peace is negotiated
by military regimes
with mercenaries
fighting on a side

questions abound
of this legitimacy
as any impartiality
seems impossible

was this just a ploy
to cast negative light
with propaganda
rather than truth?

Can there really be any doubt?

The One Hundred Second, Apr. 11, 2011

red eyes watering
a burning itch
want to scratch
unquenchable fire

feeling like sand
poured slowly
driving slowly mad
with irritation

fire spreads
nose hot too
wiping too hard
but still it runs

sneezes explode
hurricane force
rattling brains
adding misery

precious spring
time of renewal
flowers blooming
birds singing

such beauty
so vibrant
so allergic
Zyrtec needed