A poem a day to keep brain rot away

Join me as I attempt to create a poem a day... whether awesome, bawdy, corny, dreadful, entertaining, fabulous, gross or hilariously hokey, I will try to string together everything from couplets to limericks - just for the fun of fiddling with words!

May 3rd, 2012

Today is quite a special day. I have actually reached the one year mark. I posted my first poem on May 3rd, 2011. I have had a great time doing this. It has basically become a habit and I don’t really want to stop. So, I am going to continue this thread because I have enjoyed it so much. It’s true that most of the poems were terrible. Some were good (or at least I thought so!) but mostly they were a reflection of something I either saw that day, thought of, felt or heard. In any case, I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. Here’s to letting the word out – come what may!

Monday, February 22, 2016

Bloodlines

We're all one and the same
Don't you see?
Despite our differences
We fell from the same tree

I am black but you are white
But it don't mean
I'm wrong
And your are right

In the end, we're all just souls
Finding our way
And hoping for a soapbox
To one day have our say

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Davy Jones

You fluttered your eye and heaved a sigh
As your body said a last goodbye
And left this precious, dusty dream
To those who helped you soar & scheme

Your songs to sing to us no more
Except in mind and from distant shore
Where enthrall you will the Elven King
Who'll watch enchanted as you sing

Much as we did here on earth
Where a hundred fold-over you proved your worth
You're stardust now, floating free
Like golden droplets on the sea

And heavy-hearted we all stand
Knowing we experienced something grand
So thank you, Ziggy, for everything
For we were honored to hear you sing.


Sunday, December 20, 2015

Moss

You, Sir, are not a crashing bore.
An enigma to yourself as much as to us
An unreadable bard with windpipes of silver and air
Floating haunting words of limitless depth
In every verse pushing your care
Salute to you, troubadour.
We know inside you're so much more.

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Lost

I'm feeling rather lonely
Adrift in this great sea
Of conflicted base emotions
That only serve to torture me

I want to get away
And feel that perfect rush
Of higher, truer feelings
That spread a gentle blush

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Whiplash

A pounding in my veins
Leaves me breathless and aware
Of the visceral beat inside me
The sound coursing through the air

A tempo made to measure
A driving beat made real
A movement I can't smother
For it's what I live and feel

Pushed beyond my limits
Sweat beading on my brow
Lost within the measures
I've finally understood how

And now the door is open
And I'm walking tall and proud
I can truly be called "Master"
I've thrown off my heavy shroud

You meant to tame my spirit
Tried to break my inherent will
But in the end your twisted madness
Was a sugar-coated pill

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Intent

I left a blank space waiting
To be filled at a future date
A space just white and calling
Like a clean and empty plate

I've now a twisted sense to share
Of motions gone awry
Of intent and fate ensnared
Leaving a coiled and knotted lie

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

A-lone

A-drifting we are going
A-drifting through a sea
Of mermaid tales and foam
Of little bits of you and me

A-sailing we are going
A-sailing through a gale
Of blustery winds and rain
Of occasional pelts of hail

A-searching we are going
A-searching through a mist
Of broken thoughts and promises
Of a long and lonely tryst

Monday, May 18, 2015

Choices, choices, choices

Eliminate your stress
Let your soul feel only joy
As else your eyes won't see
This is fact, not a cruel ploy

You've chosen this silly path
Picked long before you came
Seeking some such wisdom
Eschewing wealth and fame

Now when darkness is falling
And the world is lit from within
You know that there's a reason
So, you must face it with a grin

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Circles 2015

What you're saying is wrong
You know this to be true
But your words are short not long
And you're not giving the child her due

Face up to what you're doing
Don't hide behind a wall
Expose all facts to the clearing
Because you know we're going to call

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Stuck....

I'm not motivated
I'm just staring at my screen
Hoping that I'll find
A way to say just what I mean