The One Hundred Thirty Fourth, May 13, 2011

lost thoughts drift
technical difficulties
thoughts expressed
technical difficulties

yesterday is missing
technical difficulties
created and eaten
technical difficulties

hope it will return
technical difficulties
I feel I lost part of me
technical difficulties......

The One Hundred Thirty Third, May 12, 2011

wandering in my mind
looking at the scenery
feeling a bit confused
where did that come from?

collections of things
boxes of old dreams
trunks of past ideas
mind filled with clutter

these are who I am
pieces that make me
when all put together
to complete the puzzle

none will be cast off
even though I try
they cannot leave me
these are who I am

wandering in my mind
admiring the scenery
feeling rather proud
understanding who I am

The One Hundred Thirty Second, May 11, 2011

silence

long
cold
drawn
oppressive
heavy
contemplative
thoughtful
deep
warm
tender
soft
gentle

needed

The One Hundred Thirty First, May 10, 2011

we often confuse
worry for thought
deluding ourselves
they are the same

we worry too often
think not enough
troubles grow larger
hope drains away

time to face reality
admit when it fails
stop needless worry
force deeper thought

worry makes haste
faster and faster we go
desperate for answers
which slip farther away

thinking helps us to slow
creating a calmer mind
answers are more stable
solutions can be found

it is time I remember this
breathing deep and slow
letting true thought rise
leaving worry behind

The One Hundred Thirtieth, May 09, 2011

I do not see what you see
I do not hear what you hear
I have traveled my own path
and you have been on yours

we know different worlds
as we stand side by side
watching the same events
seeing distinct phenomenon

perhaps similar enough
that we can recognize them
perhaps so uniquely altered
as to be a from a new world

how can one ask another
to blindly be like themselves
without altering the vision
and limiting the wonder?

imagine how dull it would be
if there was only one vision
if there was only one sound
if there was only one truth

I am not you, you are not me
this is why living matters
to create our own worlds
and live the lives we are given

Be unique, be original, be who you are

The One Hundred Twenty Ninth, May 08, 2011

Mother


unconditional
from first breath beyond our last,
Mom, the name of love

The One Hundred Twenty Eighth, May 07, 2011

oh glorious day
sun warms hearts
filled with pride
new chapter begins

lines of faces waiting
expectation clear
long awaited day
graduates cheer

family and friends
all overjoyed
till tears leak out
so emotionally full

another Spring graduation!

The One Hundred Twenty Seventh, May 06, 2011

Ode to National Home Brew Day, May 7, 2011:


brew, brew,brew
drink, drink, drink
on the same day
makes me think

everyone brewing
throughout the land
welcoming the new
lending a hand

share the lessons
that you have learned
passing on skills
that you have earned

Beer! It's what's cooking!

The One Hundred Twenty Sixth, May 05, 2011

greed and avarice
destroying culture
as they always have
it is being civilized

the only way to grow
is buy what you see
wanting so much
yet needing so little

we have it wrong
looking at things
we are backwards
trying to buy success

be happy and love
be loved in return
and you have worth
greed cannot touch

capitalism doesn't get you everything

The One Hundred Twenty Fifth, May 04, 2011

seasons change
as time goes by
spring to summer
fall to winter

this we know
and understand
but not like this
changing by day

spring to summer
back to spring
back to summer
please make up my mind!

The One Hundred Twenty Fourth, May 3, 2011

so many miles between
and still they are so close
as the heart holds near

family so far from home
or new relationships
distance has dwindled

friendships seem to form
locations meaning little
mutual thoughts mingle

common interests shared
universal thoughts mixing
unity in spite of separation

the joyous side of tech
reaching so far so fast
touching other cultures

but forget the names
of those living next door
that we see every day

what a strange world

The One Hundred Twenty Third, May 02, 2011

brain is racing
marathon of thought

unable to slow
random and chaotic

frantic chasing
seeking resolutions

unable to focus
caroming relentlessly

need to breathe
restoring a balance

day is too young
to be so busy so soon

breathe not gasp
calm finally coming

clearing thoughts
and now to face the day

The One Hundred Twenty Second, May 1, 2011

morning has indeed broken
many thousands of pieces
now laying on the ground
myriad puddles collecting

no glittering diamonds yet
as gray remains the sky
grasses sing drunkenly
from over indulgence

trees sway in tipsy glee
all the thirsts are sated
the air is freshly washed
as flowers dance merrily

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