Wednesday, December 16, 2015


the other golden arch

It's pretty tempting to skip out on this tonight. My day ballooned into something I wasn't expecting, and I managed to pick up some sniffly, sneezy something or other that is making me cranky because I take irrational pride in never getting sick. Possible Lesson: pride comes with a price. Actual lesson: wash your hands more, dummy. So here's my half-hearted (mouth-breathing) attempt at writing a haikus today because when you want to do a thing, you have to keep the long game in mind even when the short game is messy. Funny that I can't seem to write a short sentence as I introduce 17 syllable poems. My syntax is as runny as my nose!  

sneezing and hungry
on the train, can't find the words
is it bedtime yet?


it's more work to get
from here to there, but it beats
letting yourself down

picture: Bixby Bridge a little before sunset, June 2014, film, Canon Tlb 

1 comment:

Steve Reed said...

Oh no! If it's any consolation -- and I know it's not - I think I'm coming down with something too. Things are going around now!