The Two hundred Fifty Third, September 10, 2011

sunshine calls out softly
tugging us to come play
frolicking in the outdoors
in the last summer breeze

the droning of lawnmowers
children laughing loudly
but the greatest part of all
comes wafting in the air

the aroma of fresh cut grass
tickles the nose teasingly
reminders of the spring
so close but so far away

the annual teasing of autumn
tricking us into the belief
that summer will never end
how sad to see leaves fall

The Two Hundred Fifty Second, September 9, 2011

rain drops cling to the window
slowly riding gravity's train
drifting through rays of light
turning into miniature lamps

soft glows like floating embers
bumping into one another
merging and growing larger
assimilated into the collective

speed increases as they swell
until they become a stream
the internal glow stretching
until at last the light fades

darkness rushes to fill the void
but the rain will not yield yet
new drops strike the glass
beginning the cycle anew

and so the pattern continues
lasting through the storm
and through it all is heard
the singing of the shower

better than any television show
these gentle low tech pleasures
that can set the mind at ease
are the perfect sleep aid.... good night....

The Two Hundred Fifty First, September 8, 2011

imagine a world
where every thing
is the same color
and all monochrome

could you even walk
with no way to see
the beginning of one
the end of the other

there can be no depth
no shape nor form
if there is no distinction
that can be recognized

how different are we
that we should be alike
clones of one another
all the uniformed drones

the stagnation of life
the puppet mentality
follow the rest of them
and forget the lemmings

I don't want to be
the same as anyone else
and I am equally certain
not many want to be me

so listen to the world
with your own ears
think for yourself
decide what you want

if you look for guidance
take care where you seek
some will try to pull you
others will simply push

wait to see the road
before you decide a path
and be certain it is you
that makes the choice

the world is not bland
let alone monochrome
revel in all the colors
that make life interesting

The Two Hundred Fiftieth, September 7, 2011

creativity has fled
feeling no thoughts
flowing rivers are dry
even dust lies still

cannot find the spark
no muse has come
sitting alone in my mind
looking out the windows

rain falls in my mind
gray overcast thoughts
draining the energy
leaving me exhausted

I hope for some sun
to lift the blahs away
bring back the spring
letting imagination grow

I miss the randomness
of the eclectic thoughts
inspiring my dreams
feeding me words

perhaps being stable
is not such a good thing
for the overall condition
of my wild imagination

sometimes its tough to grow up.

The Two Hundred Forty Ninth, September 6, 2011

where are you supposed to go
after already finding your home
is this the end of the journey
or merely the start of the next

there is no completion after all
the path continues on and on
does it end with death or start
the next road may be the one

this life we live is a dream
the reality exists beyond
reincarnation is depressing
better to move outside this one

is there really life at all though
or is it all just a dream from above
a higher being on an acid trip
hallucinating our entire reality

life means nothing outside
the cosmos find us a blip
it is only within ourselves
that meaning becomes clear

so is there a home at all
or does the path lead on
forever onward the road
even beyond death's gate

the answer is simply yes
there is a home for all
it lies not so deep within
it is where you live your life

The Two Hundred Forty Eighth, September 5, 2011

and so it came to pass
that friends were joined
evermore to be as one
hearts bound eternally

with the taking of a hand
the sharing of a vow
the trading of two rings
the miracle happened

some have even asked
how long forever is
seeking to be freed
forsaking their given oaths

I say it is not enough
that forever is too soon
how can I know you
in such a short time?

too many seem confused
by lust and infatuation
mistaking those for love
ending up sad and hurt

love is more than beauty
bank accounts or salary
it doesn't need hard bodies
or even clear complexions

some say love is blind
I say love sees everything
not caring about flaws
but seeing beyond them

flaws give character
making us all unique
without the negatives
there could be no positives

and so it is with love
that I can accept you
loving you as you are
happy you are YOUnique

The Two Hundred Forty Seventh, September 4, 2011

Friendship


what does it mean
to be called friend
what do you need
to call another yours

many answers exist
in emails status updates
greeting cards poems
each a generic riposte

we each need to find
deep within ourselves
the answers fitting us
and hold true to them

if you call me friend
then you should know
what that means to me
that you will understand

it means I will care
will want to help you
will try to fix things
will need you to smile

that I will feel you
your pains and joys
the tears and smiles
frustrations and successes

it means spending wishes
for your perfect health
your total happiness
your peace of mind

It means understanding
that we are not the same
and embracing you still
cherishing our diversity

as for me to call friend
carries a simple request
to be honest and fair
and accept me as I am

there are levels to this
some dearer than others
and a few even more so
they are deep in my heart

cherished and protected
a special piece of my life
for them the rules change
as love is scarcely enough

they are parts of my life
entwined with my own
extensions of my heart
other pieces of my soul

I thank you for coming
and joining my madness
for accepting who I am
with no judgements given

thank you for sharing
all the good you see
but also sharing the bad
and not locking it away

through that sharing
the bond grows too strong
for any force to sever
and life grows by addition

my life would be duller
some of the luster gone
if I had not met you
or been to shy to wave

no matter what comes
today, tomorrow, next year
I will never again be alone
for you came into my life