2012

Mayan 2012

an apocalypse

Nostradamus'

predictions

astrologers'

premonitions

must shelve

maybe an eclipse

of the sun

and the moon

live your life

fully day by day

otherwise you

will be a buffoon.

Grab each moment

twist it around

your fingers hard

a life's component.

A free verse in friendship

Flowering friendship

rarest of rarebits

this cuddly cocoon is

a heedful haven

on a tense turf

a conversational

clearing of mind

plus a full feeling

of breathing light.

Every time you

provide this air

of incredible irrigation

started so long ago -

an awesome adventure

in the precious predicament

called life and living.

To Isabel and Terry

Christmas flower

On Aussie shores in summertime

far away from Yuletide

celebrations abound

no snow - no wind from the east

no coldness in the air

the Christmas flower blooms.

A white - stunningly wild -

reminding Australians

it is that time again.

To my daughter-in law

for showing her Christmas flower

To my oldest

Cuddle - cuddle - arms around

abundance of little people's love

no questioning the relations

how easy it is to be part of

cuddle - cuddle - arms around.

Muddle - muddle legs around

abundance of teens self-inspect

all demanding of anything

how different the prospect

muddle - muddle legs around.

Wuddle-wuddle taking care

my adult son - faithfully bound

by responsibility of fatherhood

manhood -totally healthily sound

Wuddle - wuddle taking care.

wuddle- according to urban dictionary

to walk and cuddle at the same time

Granny haiku

Grandsons in the park

breezy day of clouds and sun

happening is real.

Jet lag pro tempore

Jet lag this time is nil

I am wondering at will

why this time it is easy

and time change breezy

cannot get it- except

the pill that me swept

not for a snooze on the plane

a feat: I am not insane!

Very grateful for this doze

moving on - life flows.

Granny counting

Leaving a chilly dawn

for the warmth down

under gladdens

an old granny

now that the day

has come and so far

I am not dead yet

the hours until

gransons are long

but I can count them.

To grannies who rarely

see their offsprings'

offspring

Vocal chords thoughts

Daughter's operatic vocals

fills the whole house

even though she is downstairs

and I am upstairs

It makes me wonder

thoroughly

how these singers

tolerate this from each

other when on stage.

Maybe they are just

like babies who scream

their highest

other bambinis seem

unaffected by their yell.

(An opera mom's thoughts)

Justice?

Pardons' mandate

colorblindness

justice is not

at all rightness

stains of bias

shame likeness.

on reading in the Washington Post about

the differences in gaolers' pardon

Opera pulsetto

Deep pathos of a diva's lamentation

or the grand gesture of heroic sacrifice

draws instantly to thrills of harmonies

animas wih a need to interconnect.

Just the notes of fathomless longing

yield strange but exquisite encounters

only to float seranadingly off in

the final pulsetto of the two wanderers.

Pulsetto defined as a tempo beat of the heart

maybe a slight bit faster than normal

Hardwood haiku

a tree trunk temper'd in

pale suffused winter sunlight

winks at the dawned day