Let Loose For Bruce

Let Loose For Bruce

28 March 2011

Today is a great

Time to celebrate.

Let’s shout “Hurray!”

For Bruce’s birthday.

His age I’m told

Is sixty years old.

This time the pessimist is wrong,

He never thought he would live this long.

Bruce mumbles, “Yeah, humbug,

Just sweep the whole thing under the rug.”

Peek Week

Peek Week

23 March 2011

I can’t believe it, I’m pinching myself,

I get to take my dreams off the shelf.

At first my retirement felt like vacation.

Now it’s starting to sink in, no vexation.

I get to do as I please,

To go or take my ease.

Today I went hiking with friend.

We felt unrushed to the trail’s end.

We hiked Torrey Pines, then at my mention

Went over and trekked around the extension.

Next we looked at the handpicked

Displays of the Cedros Art District.

A day to do as I wanted,

My will got flaunted.

Tomorrow I get to vote in

A new activity or the same again.

I Ought To Get Paid

A coworker asked me to write a poem for the people having birthdays in her unit. So I wrote one but she requested a re-write. The re-submittal was titled, "I Ought to Get Paid."

March second for Monica

And her family in India

Is an occasion to celebrate,

She was born on that date.

She’s spirited, talented, smart

And appreciates poetry and art.

To join the potluck

Don’t push your luck

By acting like a barbarian

And forgetting she’s a vegetarian.

March 23rd is a replica

For beautiful, active Erica.

Most days she’d rather be outside.

Health conscious choice keeps

Her on the slim side,

Just one benefit she reaps.

The combined food and cheer

Will be March 16th here

At 11:30, the time to appear.

Current Plan

My, My, A Last Good-bye

4 February 2011

Life is sweet,

Bring a treat,

An afternoon dessert potluck

To wish Al Smith good luck.

After twenty-two years plus

It’s his turn to leave us.

Join him from 2 to 4

Before he’s out the door.

March 16th is the day

For this last hurray.

The North Central FRC

Is the place to be.

At the 5055 Ruffin Road lunchroom

We'll toast, roast and consume

The food and dish the dirt

So he gets his just dessert.

You'll have to ask the guard

If you don't have an ID card.

Government Devilment

Government Devilment

27 January 2011

Lena’s gonna moan, cuss an’ wail

‘Cause her Sarah’s goin’ to jail,

And Lena’s afraid of havin’ to make bail.

It’s really not Sarah’s fault, you see

The problem’s with the Georgia DMV.

Sarah needed residency validation

To transfer the car registration.

They aren’t joking, I sense

‘Cause they revoked her license.

Sarah moved to the other coast

Now she’s gonna up an’ roast.

She’s of mixed race

An’ doesn’t know her place.

Lena’s reaction an’ motherly instinct

Wants Sarah in the California precinct.

Ceremony of Sanctimony

Ceremony of Sanctimony

23 January 2011

Doing as advised and authorized

Britton was galvanized to be baptized.

Following the Mormon tradition

And rules for admission

He had to wait

Until he turned eight.

As is usual and customary

There were kids from the Primary.

Adults acted as witness

To make sure of form & fitness.

Now in humility or pride he can boast

He was given the gift of the Holy Ghost.

Grandparents from both sides

Were there in case he backslides.

His parents didn’t say it out loud,

But they were all smiles and proud.

Larson has a few years to learn,

And then it will be his turn.

Uncle Al was a fly on the wall

To write a poem about it all.

Lawn Song

Lawn Song

15 January 2011

It’s a time of hope and cheer

The first mowing of the year.

As good a sign as I have ever seen

The grass is a bright emerald green.

The cycle of life has revived

And Spring has arrived.

Memories come into play

By the scent of watermelon or hay.

For most people it’s been a while

Since the weather made them smile,

Just months and months of cold and dreary

But here in San Diego it’s only January.

Meats and Treats for Eats

Meats and Treats for Eats

30 December 2010

At work the whole bunch

Got together for lunch.

It was a potluck affair

With an international flair.

The copious dining options on the tables

Started with salmon and mixed vegetables.

Then came wraps, beef stew, tortillas and refried beans;

Also, curry chicken and pancit from the Philippines

Carbs came from rice, French bread and rolls.

Fruits included oranges, apples and nectarines

Cut into bite-size pieces and served in bowls.

You could tell the chefs were no rookies.

In spite of the singed homemade cookies

The dessert offering of pudding cake was tasty,

Even tho the eating at my desk was a bit hasty.

There was soda to wash it all down.

It was a first-rate potluck, hands down.

Humbug Plug

Humbug Plug

18 December 2010

By herd mentality and acting like a fool,

I decided to write a poem about Yule.

Somehow I got up the gumption

For an Ode to Conspicuous Consumption.

Starting even before Halloween

Christmas ornaments were seen.

Decorations were on display

Available in a wide array

Of themes, sizes and prices,

Obtainable with minimal sacrifices.

Unfortunately, my budget meant stopping

All unplanned impulse shopping.

Any bargain hunter or unwary buyer

Squares off with a marketing empire.

It’s enough to make me act like Scrooge

And head home for safety and refuge.

Nevertheless, for the first time in twenty

Plus years, I put up a holiday tree.

I got it cheap last year the-day-after

And have kept it stored above the rafter.

Putting up the tree gave me the pleasure

Of digging thru long buried treasure.

I got a chance to unpack

Ornaments from way back.

I must make a confession

To nostalgia possession.

I got a chance to recall

The occasion when each ball

Or decoration came into my life

All the way back to my ex-wife.

It’s been said that Christmas is for children,

But sometimes adults think way back when,

Adding to the anticipation

Of a memorable celebration.

Termination Ruination

Just for fun...

Termination Ruination

29 November 2010

Imagine Melchizdeck

In a mock turtleneck

On the promenade deck

Without a traveler’s check.

Is that playing with a full deck

Or will it lead to ship wreck?

How about traveling a parsec

On the holodeck on Star Trek?

Oh, what the heck

Let’s throw an Aztec

And a Toltec

In with the high tech

All the way to Quebec.