get yourself together

don't be a
weeping obsequious
piece of kumquat sauce-soaked
crumbcake
just don't

buckin margaret mary

chutes & ladders

pants on fire

i spent all those days
hopin you'd change
every new thought
locked up in its cage

i know that you lied
it must burn inside
to owe me the money
to owe me the time

each hurt you impart
with your stumbling heart
is driving the two of us
further apart

there's time to amend
to make peace as a friend
to get straight & unbent
and feel brand new again

but meanwhile we wait
and all i can do
is throw buckets & heaps
of forgiveness at you

blatant disregard, kauai

global warming

i went to Al Gore's movie, An Inconvenient Truth last night.


i believe him.

i believe human beings have done terrible things to the atmosphere in the past 50 years and we're beginning to feel the catastrophic effects in many ways - unprecedented severe weather is one.

i believe bastard oil interests cast doubt on the truth to serve their own pockets.

what are our grandkid's grandkids going to think of us? why didn't they wake up? why didn't they stop what they were doing? what were they doing? why are we left with this toxic planet?

do the right thing, vote the right way, go see the movie, do real research & decide for yourself.

bowl of fruit, exactly as it was

take it to the carnival

not longing haiku 17-24

hate to distract or
mislead or play around or
break things i cant fix

dying alone is
a better fate than dying
next to one you hate

on the fairyland
battlefield pixie wings were
strewn all glittering

i saw you today
& felt like i didn' t know
you & never had

you try to be a
good dog & bring me the bone
i don't want a bone

would i be better
off in an accident with
you or by myself

string of accidents
brace myself for more to come
won't get you involved

when i paint flashes
of childhood come back to me
that is the best part

longing haiku 17-24

do right do right now
play nice 'neath the twisted bough
when your heart allows

i will bring you down
after dusting off wings you
forgot that you had

i long for old times
before i knew how to hate
how hate makes us cry

i long for old friends
to rise from their graves & live
like princes they were

you have lots of dirt
i have holes that can't be filled
and yes they're my own

there were good times too
in the middle of horror
things seem so funny

i painted something
while thinking of you and i
hung it already

there's a fine line and
sometimes i walk it sometimes
i'm way at the end

happy birthday holdie & nach!

today is the day that holden turns 8 and nacho supreme turns 3


what a stately gentleman - (8=56 human years)


rebel without a cause (3=21 human years)


good boys!

real live cactus flowers