Christmas Is Over

When it’s Christmas Eve, and after hearing the same old Christmas songs again and again and the unbearable new ones for a month, I am ready for it to be over. ‘Jingle Bell Rock’ and ‘Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree’ are fine a couple of times but then Enough! You got me this this and this? I got you that. Maxing out the old credit cards isn’t what Christmas is all about, at least I don't think so. Happy Debtmas! You’ll be paying for that for a while. And that stuff about goodwill towards men? Like our old friend Mr. Scrooge said, “Bah Humbug!” It’s not gonna happen. Ever! People aren’t made that way. We buy the dog a present today and then tomorrow, it’s dog eat dog again. Nothing personal. No hard feelings. That’s just the way it is Tiny Tim.

High Tide Haiku

high tide lifts all boats
except for the sunken ones

forever condemned 

see far away ship

as I look to the ocean

breeze moving the drapes

at my telescope 

I see the turbulent sea

and ghosts of seamen

Make Mine A Mercedes

So those people who are complaining about the cold and snow now, are the same ones who were complaining about the heat in the summer. And it wasn’t even that hot last summer! Those kind of people are never happy. If they won nine million dollars in the lottery, they’d complain it wasn’t ten. If they won ten, they’d complain that it wasn’t eleven. If you gave them a Mercedes made out of gold, they’d whine about how it isn’t a Lamborghini. I’ve been in a Lamborghini and a Mercedes and I’ll take the Mercedes any day, but maybe that’s because I’ve never had the desire to wrap a high performance car around a tree because I had no business driving it. Or maybe because I’m not 21 anymore. Give me the Merc like the fat cat lawyer or dentist or accountant drives. Yeah, that’s what I want just in case you’re making a list.

Cryptic Communique

what’s this?

a cryptic communique 

from a friend  

some kind of encounter 

with the authorities

they want to ask him 

some questions 

he believes he can answer 

their questions satisfactory

but one can never be sure 

what answers the police 

will find satisfactory 

questions about a mysterious matter

suggesting 

a certain amount of intrigue 

and a homicide

he feels he may need protection 

from certain parties 

he’s looking to the police

for protection

however

one must ask 

who will protect him 

from the police? 

Dark Haiku

flock of geese head south
winter on deck

nights seem long 

colder nights now

angled shadows obtuse

spirit down for the count

clocks turn back one hour

somber November 

darkness seems darker