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.
Copyright 2008
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