today its Gauguin
fiery fauvist palette
where snow used to reign

pink purple fuchsia
and bits of white and mauve puffs
bathed in azure skies

soon bursting sunbeams
complete the symphonic scene
with feathered singing

sipping my coffee
quietly I watch the show
hum Pavoratti

here eyes woke with smiles
I said good morning... sleep well?
yes! and so did you

inescapably
love conquers every human
if you allow it

the mind finds its way
to every enlightenment
when your heart seeks it

joy comes from your strength
against every upheaval
life throws in your path

power grows in truth
in every undertaking
make it your work

kindness is the hope
for your every utterance
you make others smile

spring has a fragrance
and sultry pastel palette
to work its magic

flying things buzzing
and veridian bursting
lilting warming air

soon rabbits nibbling
with deer and turkeys trotting
through our back windows

love is permanence
trust makes it immutable
and it perseveres

it thrives in conflict
many seductions arise
defend it each day

it's your solemn oath
when you are most powerful
joy will fill you up

full dinner and wine
tasty healthy and filling
reflect on the day

the night was quiet
until a siren's loud blast
someone has problems

a pale white full moon
you feel it in your quiet
it rouses ideas

smooth out the bedding
hmm the pillows are perfect
now it's good night time

clever is the fortuitous man to surmise

the ever-changing meaning and machinations

of life's tinsel and flagrant floppiness

flipping and bending about immeasurably

to whims and claims and vignettes of

times past and future just guessing

and murmuring assumptions and platitudes

irascible mendacities or sagacity ever plain

in your mind's eye to blink or close

perceive or persuade the idle viewer or

dedicated neophyte all matter is but

conjecture for sure it illuminates the heavens

and darkens the pits of hell