have you ever seen a Big Horn Sheep
they wander about with nary a peep
they climb on rocks like they're not even there
jump all around without any care
their beauty is amazing, their magnificence divine
just seeing one is lucky and that's by design
be careful and quiet when the chance comes your way
observing these animals will make for a great day...

Brian Hill - 2020 # 300

Hummingbird, Hummingbird, buzzing around
So dainty and delicate with wings so unwound

How you can do it, with speed and such grace
Hovering and darting with a snappy fast pace

Seeing you land is a rare sight I think
Then I saw why you're frantic and gave you a wink

Your nest was well hidden, by the pine cone on the tree
Your secret is safe and I'll just let you be....

Brian Hill - 2019 #198

the whole intention of life is to get through it
there is no instruction manual
there is no easy way to explain it to someone
you are conceived and you die
your journey is not predetermined
your voyage can be altered
your trip around the sun is your own unique ordeal
put your seat belt on and enjoy the ride...!

Brian Hill - 2020 # 52

suddenly, up out from his hole, the lizard crawled
crawled and wriggled over the dirt searching for it's prey
the prey that would sustain him for the rest of his life
he didn't know that it would be his final meal
he didn't know that behind that cactus stood a roadrunner
a roadrunner, who delights in savory lizard treats right from the desert floor
he had no chance...
the cycle of life circles on as the roadrunner scurries away with the lizard dangling from its beak

Brian Hill - 2020 # 176

The icicle slowly melted
It slowly melted in the afternoon sun
Melting while hanging off the rain gutter
Letting go of a small portion of its essence
Essence, that in the end, would be gone
Gone to create another form of its previous self.....

Brian Hill - 2019 # 178

because I'm in waiting
waiting for dinner
waiting for the movie
waiting for the flu to go away
waiting for that parking space
waiting for the rain to stop
waiting for sunrise
waiting for sunset
I'm still waiting
waiting for the checkout cashier
waiting for the, the, the ,the
I'm not waiting for you
the you that represents the end
the end that is permanently in my mind

Brian Hill - 2020 # 61

Who you want to be
Is often not, who you are
Do you understand?

Brian Hill - 2019#110
Inspired by a comment in The Avengers

mysterious curiosity of the runaway train
it has no direction, just a need to maintain
around all the corners, up all the hills
down through the valley creating more thrills
what does one do with a runaway train
how do you stop it from achieving more gain
do you leave it running till it runs out of track
do you try to derail it with a full-on attack
it's quite the conundrum, that runaway train
decisions, decisions, are straining the brain
really not sure, what to do with this dream
I think I'll just let it, run out of steam...

Brian Hill - 2020 # 96

Morning colors change
They change with the morning sun
The morning sun reigns

It's fiery beams
It's setting within the clouds
It's warmth coming through

Brian Hill - 2019 # 188

there once was a land that was rich with things
everything working with no broken swings
about 4 years ago it started to fail
the spirit of the nation was turning quite pale
some thought it was good and just went along
others were appalled and knew it was wrong
what was the reason many of us asked
it appears that our rights are questioned and tasked
we rambled about and fought from within
losing some friends and a few of our kin
we need this to change we said in a vote
but the man at the top, he started to gloat
he ate up the laws and turned into a grinch
casting people about and not giving an inch
we elected in another to take on the task
to cast the grinch out and peel off his mask
well grinch wouldn't budge and sent out his saps
to alter results and further the collapse
what do we do, can we take on more ****
I for one am just done, and the grinch has to quit....

Brian Hill - 2020 # 319

A morning rainbow was on the horizon today
The desert was misting not too far away

The sun, as it does, was just coming up
Caught the mist with its beams with light un-corrupt

The colors were welcoming and oddly quite right
It's not often you see, such a sight in dawns light

It’s wonderful to see such vision with fresh eyes
It’s a reminder that life has ways to be wise

Take the sights and the sounds that make up your day
Be grateful, for the beauty, that's been put on display...

Brian Hill - 2019#137

What to use for gibberish
Gobbledygook is a useful word
Find it in your double-talk

Brian Hill - 2019 - # 268

rolling and floating along the skyline are the clouds of the day
clouds that can bring life to the earth below
clouds that silently, glide through your line of sight
clouds that rely on winds to empower them
clouds that will soon be observed by another

Brian Hill - 2020 # 75

As the Earth rotates
We all live on this planet
Our Earth needs some help

Change things that make a difference
Changes that change opinions
Change that can be successful

We can all help out
Help others to encourage
Stimulate the change

Brian Hill - # 235

Walking along at sunset is wonderful end of the day
You contemplate and remember, just what was on display

You think about the good times and throw in some new thoughts you had
You look back on your day and calculate if the changes made you glad

You hope that your day was well spent, on things that made you feel right
If not, there is always tomorrow, where a new path just might be the light...

Brian Hill - 2019 #249

It's always in the mornings when it happens
Sometimes it's not extraordinarily and sometimes it is
Rolling onto your back and stretching before you can fully open your eyes seems to bring it on
What is it...?
And
Why do your toes point whilst it occurs?

Figure it out....

Brian Hill - 2019 # 285

chaos has a silver lining
don't be afraid and quit your whining
we're all in this, at the very same time
we will get through this but it's a tough climb
wash your hands, don't touch your face
distant yourself and keep the pace
the bug won't win if we do what it takes
let's kick it's *** and put on it's brakes

Brian Hill - 2020 # 95

The bellowing and rustling of the wind
Screaming in from the mountains
Coming in with new found power
Power from changes in the weather
Bringing cooler temperatures and dust
Dust from earth that has been disturbed
Disturbed by the sprawl of people
People trying to relocate
Relocating in places with new and fascinating beauty
Beauty that was previously unknown to them
Them, the people coming.....

Brian Hill - 2019#138

The pain of it all
Sometimes it’s too much for us
What do you do then

Breathing is hard when in pain
Sleeping is hard when in pain
Ouch, that hurts is all I got

The pain of it all
Sometimes it's too much for us
What do you do then

Brian Hill - 2019 # 247

There’s a little voice inside your head
Have you wondered what it just said?

Did it tell you to do it or look the other way?
Did it have you thinking it would be a good day?

Sometimes it's quiet and you think you're alone.
When all of a sudden you let out a huge grown.

I've got an idea and it just popped in.
Where did that come from, you say with a grin.

You sing a crazy song, that was long ago forgot.
You remember a story with a, ”did I do that” plot?

We all have this voice, its not just me.
I love that my voice is great company.

Brian Hill - 2019-March

What, oh what, do I write about today
Do I write about the weather or of something gone astray

Let's think about this for a minute and see what subject comes up
Sometimes you sit here just staring and refilling your special, coffee cup

Sometimes your dreams have a great subject, that disappear as soon as you wake
You try like mad to remember,  but you can't, cause your brain is now on a break

The mind plays jokes on the poet, it leads you in so many ways
If we all could just control it, then writing, would be more like play...

Brian Hill - 2019#130
Inspired by sitting here staring at my coffee cup...

This mornings moon was just about ready to bid the night sky goodbye
It's crescent beauty hanging on just long enough to spark the question why

Good morning, as I gaze upon its beauty and question its very existence
It disappears, on its way to a different skyspace, at a great distance

This thought is overwhelming, the moon never realizes daytime gazes
It skirts around the earth, being seen at night in its different phases

The beauty it has shared for years and years, just seems to happen
Without it, the night sky, would be just so, ... Blacken

Brian Hill - 2019#104
Inspired by (of course) the morning moon...

Pour the coffee please
Coffee wakes up the senses
I need the black bean

Dry roasted and pressed
Ground to make the very best
Energizing beans

Brian Hill - 2019 # 196

the emotional stillness of the morning breathed newness into the dawn
the sun stretched, yawned and slowly peeked over the horizon
breathing in what was left of the night
letting her arms of light slowly turn into a new, fresh sunrise
wake up.....  wake up and be

Brian Hill -  2020 # 222