POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

TUNE OF THE DAY

I wrote this tune on Christmas morning and recorded it the following morning.

Happy Day, by D.E. Sievers

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF YESTERDAY

POEM OF THE OTHER DAY

POEM OF LAST WEEK

SONG/POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF A DIFFERENT DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

TUNE OF THE DAY

The Mixture, my cover of an Ike Reilly tune

POEM OF THE DAY

SONG OF THE DAY

Here's a tune recorded yesterday.  Still Alive.


Still Alive (by D.E. Sievers)

POEM OF THE DAY

AUDIO POEM OF THE NIGHT

I wrote this poem as a re-visiting of and homage to Walt Whitman's 'Crossing Brooklyn Ferry' ... after clicking on the link below, you must click on the button that says Download, it will then download the audio file and you should be able to listen to it. (You may also click on "or View in browser" -- that works too.)

I call the poem 'Double Crossing Whitman Ferry' Enjoy!


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POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

BEAUTY OF THE DAY

The glorious brilliance of Nature ... and I don't mean me

POEM OF THE NIGHT

POEM OF A WEEK OR SO AGO

POEM OF A COUPLE WEEKS AGO

POEM OF A COUPLE WEEKS AGO

POEM OF A WEEK OR SO AGO

POEM OF LAST WEEK

POEM FOR LOU REED

POEM OF THE DAY

ANOTHER POEM OF LAST WEEK

POEM OF LAST WEEK

POEM OF A FEW DAYS AGO

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

Instead

For a long, long time

I went through life

Seeing black where there was white

And day where there was night

I saw hate where there was love

And laughter where there was grief

And if I looked very hard

I saw doubt where there was belief

While walking the streets

With my heart in a sling

I heard deaf men dance

And saw blind men sing

Instead of earth and sky

I saw rivers and lakes

And where there were people

I saw hissing snakes

For a long, long time

I looked in the mirror

And I could look all day

But nothing ever got clearer

Instead of perfection

I saw only flaws

And instead of two hands

I could see only claws

There are things in this world

That are not of this world

And at last I can see

How they influence me

There are things this world needs

More than words can express

That exist someplace else

Where they make more of less

I see these things now

Everywhere that I go

Though not actually present

I would make them be so

And I go through life

Seeing white where there’s white

Seeing black where there’s black

Seeing night where there’s night

I see love where there’s love

And see hate where there’s hate

I see doubt where there’s doubt

And see faith where there’s faith

I see earth at my feet

I see rivers and snakes

I see sky overhead

I see people and lakes

I can stand by myself

And look straight in the mirror

And before very long

What I see has grown clearer

There are things in this world

That are not of this world

But at last I can see

What I might make them be

D.E. Sievers

GIFT IDEA OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE OTHER DAY

POEM OF YESTERDAY

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF A WEEK OR TWO AGO

POEM OF ... FAIRLY RECENTLY

RECENT POEM

POEM OF ABOUT A WEEK AGO

POEM ON THE MORNING AFTER A SUMMER STORM

POEM OF A COUPLE DAYS AGO

POEM OF A SUNDAY IN AUGUST

POEM OF A DIFFERENT DAY IN AUGUST

POEM OF A DAY IN AUGUST

POEM OF THE NIGHT

POEM OF THE DAY

POEM OF A DAY'S END

 

POEM OF A FEW DAYS AGO