Saturday, January 27, 2007

Grandbaby!

Baby face so far away
your smile displays on ether
grandchild of Aussie

Change is in your face
your mom's sends her riposte
grandson of Aussie

Wish I could see you
when you sleep at night
grandlad of Dane

Want to hug you always
while you cry
grandfellow of Dane

I think of you sweet little one
to sense you are alive
Aussie, Dane, of Earth.

First flake

Snow memories
of childhood
the crispy first flake
taste of chill
on my tongue -
it will not last.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

The Siren

It howls It screechs
it mauls the ears
not like its "namesake"
the Siren of the Odyssey.
It truly denotes "help":
The dogs duly yelp.
Somebody is dying,
someone is near the end.
So if you hear this wail
You are still full sail.
It howls. It screechs
It penetrates your soul.

On listening to the siren in a little village in France.
The siren will alert the Firemen/Ambulance
and you will know it is serious.