We drove many hours,
not seeing expected sites!
-took left, not right turn.
Copyright 2008
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Murphy's Haiku #7
The Picnic was set,The spread was incredible!
-then torential rain.
Copyright 2008
A series of haiku based on Murphy's Law.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Murphy's Haiku #6
After grueling hours,All the paperwork was done!
-clerk said: Sir, wrong form.
Copyright 2008
A series of haiku based on Murphy's Law.
(as I know anything can go wrong, I didn't want
people to think some guy named Murphy wrote
all of these)
Monday, July 28, 2008
Something From Fran's Garden
Some desert cacti,Sitting on the porch railing
-overlooking the sea.
Copyright 2008
For Weekend Snapshot
Sunday, July 27, 2008
The Things We Face
The Decider's facestared down, admonishing us
-"Go shopping! Buy! Spend!"
(apologies to George Orwell)
Behind the scarred face,was the boy she always knew
-her son, war hero.
After she had died,I saw her face everywhere
-god, the lonliness.
For One Single Impression
Murphy's Haiku will return on Tuesday
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Murphy's Haiku #4
As the world ended,And the last ship was to leave
-had to use bathroom!
Copyright 2008
A series of haiku based on Murphy's Law.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Murphy's Haiku #3
At job interview,The Boss leaned over and said:
-"please zip up your fly".
Copyright 2008
A series of haiku based on Murphy's Law.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Murphy's Haiku
O little red book,With all my info, where thou?
-found by auditor.
Copyright 2008
(Granted this would have been alot funnier around April 15, but...)
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Tarantulas Aren't Always Fun
Little children laughAt puppet tarantula
-one cries, and runs out.
Copyright 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
The Forest Hills Cemetery Lantern Festival #2
For Weekend Snapshot
A lake of lanterns
For those we knew long ago
-with letters of love.
Copyright 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
A Day Of Rest
One Single Impression: Rest 
The boss walks in, says
He talked with fervor,
Baby in cradle
The boss walks in, says"What-You worked only twelve hours?!!"
-resting is for wimps.
He talked with fervor,Bashing gays and liberals
-not needing a rest.
Baby in cradlesleeps for three hour intervals
-no sleep for mother.
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Saturday, July 19, 2008
Watching The World Go By
I stood on the line,Watching my friends in their games
-while I served my time.
Copyright 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
Lantern Ceremony At Forest Hills Cemetery
You were in my thoughts,
I sent floating a lantern
-with warm words and light.
Copyright 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
The 'Ol Grindstone
They were told work hard!So they did for fifty years
-died in poverty.
Copyright 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
A Small Gesture
Small girl on SwanboatWaves to children on the bridge
-they wave too, and smile.
Copyright 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Little Girl On A Carousel
Little girl on horse,
Looks back to the world behind
-going places fast.
Copyright 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
As It Was Told....
One Single Impression: Myth
On the raft for days,
I called out to Poseidon
-behold! an island
He looked up to God,
Raised his staff, the sea parted
-people delivered
Wisdom of the Teacher
by Edward S. Gault.
It was forbidden to go
To the Place Of The Towers
The Spirits of the Ancients dwelt there
-and they were evil.
It was they who harnessed the Dark Powers
That would bring death to their world.
It was our Teacher who told us
much of what we needed to know.
And there was a lot, we knew, he dared not tell us
-trying to protect us.
Even us, the few who the tribe Honored with learning
-have to be protected from certain truths.
But only one would be chosen to be the Tribe's New Teacher
Most of us would be scribes.
That was fine.
Few,if any of us wanted to be the Teacher
-God, the cost!
It was Chosen Student who would go and dwell in the The Towers for a week-
Our teacher though, came back
-and many in the Tribe believed he was possessed.
Many never made it back.
That's why our tribe only has one teacher
-and he is very old.
All we could do sit and look dumbly into the fire
As he recounted all he knew of those ancient times
-horror after horror.
On the night he chose his successor (God help him!),
He told us he was going to die.
But he wanted us to know that much of what we had heard
-about the flying machines or the Great Plagues and Famines
were simply myth or exaggeration.
For example, the world as we knew it
could never have supported 7 billion people.
It was a disc, not a planet,
and the sun would continue to orbit
-as long as we made the necessary sacrifices.
Copyright 2008
On the raft for days,I called out to Poseidon
-behold! an island
He looked up to God,Raised his staff, the sea parted
-people delivered
Wisdom of the Teacher
by Edward S. Gault.
It was forbidden to goTo the Place Of The Towers
The Spirits of the Ancients dwelt there
-and they were evil.
It was they who harnessed the Dark Powers
That would bring death to their world.
It was our Teacher who told us
much of what we needed to know.
And there was a lot, we knew, he dared not tell us
-trying to protect us.
Even us, the few who the tribe Honored with learning
-have to be protected from certain truths.
But only one would be chosen to be the Tribe's New Teacher
Most of us would be scribes.
That was fine.
Few,if any of us wanted to be the Teacher
-God, the cost!
It was Chosen Student who would go and dwell in the The Towers for a week-
Our teacher though, came back
-and many in the Tribe believed he was possessed.
Many never made it back.
That's why our tribe only has one teacher
-and he is very old.
All we could do sit and look dumbly into the fire
As he recounted all he knew of those ancient times
-horror after horror.
On the night he chose his successor (God help him!),
He told us he was going to die.
But he wanted us to know that much of what we had heard
-about the flying machines or the Great Plagues and Famines
were simply myth or exaggeration.
For example, the world as we knew it
could never have supported 7 billion people.
It was a disc, not a planet,
and the sun would continue to orbit
-as long as we made the necessary sacrifices.
Copyright 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Searching For Inspiration
Poet on the couchsleeps, waits for the muse to come
-deliver her gift.
Copyright 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Spare Change?
Walking one hot night,Panhandlers ask for spare change
-but who were they, once?
Copyright 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
A Summer Day's End
On the night train home,A little girl runs between seats
-parents fall to sleep.
Copyright 2008
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