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!