Sweet Baby Theo

Your angelic smile
melts winter's bitter onslaught
sweet baby Theo

(2/26/09)

Advice

Avoid your personal epitomy of stupidity.

(2/25/09)

Blogging (Haiku)

Blogging connects us
tenuously only with
electricity


(2/24/09)

Two Haiku for
Oliver's Homecoming

Baby Oliver
tenderly wrapped in blankets
bids his friends farewell


Today for the first
time, baby Oliver felt
cold Wisconsin air


(2/23/09)

Old Palo Alto

Old Palo Alto
bulldozed to oblivion
lost to greed and glitz

(2/23/09)

Next Time, Theo

Next time you see them, Theo,
You will be as Alex,
deep voiced with biceps like baseballs.

Some will be long gone.
Great aunts and uncles
will walk slower
dark hair
replaced with wispy white.
They'll gasp at you, now six foot three,
scrutinizing your long legs and
reddish hair.

Remember when he sat on my lap?
How he went so happily to Robin?
How he was just beginning to walk?

And Alex,
too busy to chat,
will probably be chasing his own
one year old
round the table.

(2/22/09)

February 3, 2009

Flakes flew sideways all day long.
Double panes blocked winter's song.
When at last, the bell rang hard
Students filled the swirling yard.

(2/3/09)