Friday, May 31, 2013

Mom Drives ME Crazy

Mom: (sharp intake of breath)
Me: That scares me to death!

Me: Can you not frown?

Mom: (silently gripping door handle tight)
Me: Wow, your knuckles are white!

Mom: I'll drive home from here.
Me: But you have nothing to fear!

Mom: (heavy sigh) Fine, I'll try to stay calm.
Me: Thanks? (I hope I survive driving with Mom)

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Plaque Attack

The foaming stick
the deep, dark cave

It moves
over and around
the pearly white soldiers
standing in a row.

The scent of 
is pungent.

The pale yellow enemy
is scrubbed furiously
until it has been
for the day.

Then the stick
retreats to its
a flood of fluid
moves through the cave,
the final foamy traces
of battle.

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Wee Wednesday "Weader": I'm a Duck!

my egg,
cramped wings
and legs.

I lie
and wait,
not sure
my fate.

Peck - peck
a crack.
Look out,
stand back!

With one
big burst,
I hatch
beak first.

Wet and

To eat
I peck,
I stretch
my neck.

I drink -
I stink.

I waddle
to walk,
I peep
to talk.

I swim
and glide -
a slide!

I have
good luck.
Look at me
I'm a duck!

Ginormous  thank you to today's "Weader", Benedict Turtle Cumberduck, our resident (for the moment) duck!
And huge thanks to JOE UHLIK for his mad video editing skills. (email me for the musical version of this video - it's worth a watch AND listen).

Monday, May 27, 2013

Friday, May 24, 2013

Driving Mom Crazy

Next street,
make a right.
Why do you
turn so tight?

Slow down,
light is red.
Stop before
we are dead!

Stay straight,
merge faster.
Please avoid
a disaster!

Teaching child
how to drive -
I hope that
I survive.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Wee Wednesday "Weader": My Ukelele

My ukulele
Has a lovely sound.

Want to hear me play?
Please stick around.

I finger the chords,
Many songs I strum.

When I feel like it
I sometimes hum.

I like to play softly
Or extremely loud.

Today I play for you,
My adoring crowd.

Massive thank you to this week's Wee Wednesday "Weader" Lena for sharing her mad ukelele skills!

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Batty Bat

Fluttering blur,
Yapping pup.
Flying bat,
Oh my, look up!

Around the room,
A bat flies.
Pup goes crazy,
What a surprise.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Wee Wednesday "Weader": Machine Shop Joe

In cutting fluid
I sometimes bathe,
As I cut metal
On this here lathe.

Turning spindle is where
I want to be -
Metal chips flying
All over me.

Massive thank you to this week's "Weader", Joe, and his expertise cutting metal.
Thank goodness for safety glasses!

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Lifetime Of Love

As a baby,
I took a nap
On my mom's
Warm, squishy lap.

As a toddler,
I got whiny.
Mom distracted me
With keys so shiny.

As a kiddo,
My mom was stern.
"No" on repeat
So I would learn.

As a teen,
I got impudent.
Mom redirected
Without incident.

Now I'm an adult
With kids of my own.
When I look back
I have to groan.

How could I have been
So hard on Mom?
Thank goodness her love
Was steady and calm.

Happy Mother's Day!

Friday, May 10, 2013

Dog Self Control

stifles her bark,
swallows her yip,
keeps her yapping
under control
when IT walks by.

Tail high,
whiskers twitching
the neighbor's cat 
saunters and struts
in front of our window
- in front of doggy -
full of 

Doggy tries 
to hold it in.

Tries to look
the other way.

But she can't.

She unleashes a 
cacophony of
growls -
showing HER attitude
toward cats. 


Thursday, May 9, 2013

Case for Glasses

With 'em,
I can see.
Without 'em,
Life's fuzzy.

Help my sight,
But on my face,
I look a fright.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Wee Wednesday "Weader": Brace Face

My teeth had
A few spaces.
My doc said,
"Time for braces."

Metal bars
On my teeth -
Some on top,
Some beneath.

I must be
Patient and wait.
So my teeth
Will get straight.

Many, many thanks to this week's "Weader", Abby, who has a fabulous smile - with or without braces! 

Monday, May 6, 2013

Technical Difficulties

My computer

It suddenly

The screen
flashed -
My data

essay question -

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Cinco de Mayo

Today is Cinco de Mayo
En ingles its the fifth of May
A day to celebrate Mexico
And eat guacamole - ole!

Friday, May 3, 2013

In Recovery

I went out to walk my dog,
Through the swirling cream-soup fog.
Never mind that I could not see,
My furry pup next to me.
Blind, we strolled along by feel,
From my fall I hope to heal.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Is It Time For Bed Yet?

Eyes watery,
Puffy and red.
Wish it was time
To go to bed.

Sitting in Math,
A subject I dread.
Wish it was time
To go to bed.

Late night texting,
Should've slept instead.
Wish it was time
To go to bed.

Yawning, dizzy,
Throbbing head.
Wish it was time
To go to bed.

"You are dismissed,"
Ms. Tangent said.
Wish it was time
To go to bed.

Final bell rang,
To home I fled.
Wish it was time
To go to bed.

Barely ate dinner,
I feel so dead.
It is now time
To go to bed.


Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Wee Wednesday "Weader": "Miss" Understood Mucca

I am so misunderstood.

People judge me
by the size of my movements,
by the size of my body,
by the size of my bark.

But I am more
than my size.

I am sensitive
and sweet.

I am super-duper cute.

Just look at these eyes!

Besides I'm tiny

People fear me.
When they see me
they go the other way.

All I want to do is play.
All I want to do is play.
All I want to do is play.

Massive thank you to today's "Weader", Mucca!  (And her most helpful people, Matt and Toni!)
I'll play with you, Mucca!