Sunday, December 30, 2012

December 30th, 2012

He was the first one
to go, then her, in pieces.
Then the boy left too.

December 29th, 2012

Hope is on a shelf
next to fear, more dusty, but
so much more useful.

December 28th, 2012

Almost at the end
of this blog, of my thirties,
of so many things.

December 27th, 2012

Backseat in a car
means you're not watching other
ill-equipped drivers.

December 26th, 2012

There's no believing
in another world beyond,
not where I'm standing.

December 25th, 2012

Christmas reminds me
of the racist thing my mom
said to my sister.

December 24th, 2012

What sadness to read
little drops of poetry,
black ink in a well.

December 23rd, 2012

The hurt in my heart,
larger, than that of my head
and of my body.

December 22nd, 2012

Losing people that
I never had to start with.
Perhaps not the case...

December 21st, 2012

The plane heaved, slipping
from its benign path and death
was all I could see.

December 20th, 2012

Before smart phones, less
intelligent phones roamed the
planet,  just thirsting...

December 19th, 2012

I'm pretty certain
I won't be continuuing
this blog in Thirteen.

December 18th, 2012

I am exhausted
from life, but skilled.  How tired
must most others be?

December 17th, 2012

Planning a trip plus
traveling takes away all
of the "vacation"

December 16th, 2012

Everybody looks
for answers, reasons, but none
exist for this shit.

December 15th, 2012

When I heard the news,
I reacted as a dad
first and teacher last.

December 14th, 2012

No one place to be.
No better circumstance, just
trying to smile.

December 13th, 2012

He ran through the snow,
his smile as bright, as pure
as his heart, as mine.

December 12th, 2012

I try to have hope,
but life has disappointed.
I have no control.

December 11th, 2012

Sleep in the middle,
take the front seat, so many
questions for us three.

December 10th, 2012

If you stripped this blog
of haikus about haikus,
just a few'd remain.

December 9th, 2012

Two days and twenty
two haikus to go. Shouldn't
be too difficult.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

December 8th, 2012

Don't tell me I can't
write three hundred sixty five
haikus, cause I can.

December 7th, 2012

Some things that I've done
are not worth repeating, but
still I feel compelled.

December 6th, 2012

What would life be like
without music or the sounds
of children's laughter?

December 5th, 2012

A lot of fucking
haikus, that's what this god damn
blog is. Am I right?

December 4th, 2012

I am thankful for
the families of my two
partners.  I'm lucky.

December 3rd, 2012

A horror happened,
in another town, but not
much different than ours.

December 2nd, 2012

Do you think that there's
a haiku competition,
based on speed-writing?

December 1st, 2012

The power went out,
I finished my book, and then
the power came on.

November 30th, 2012

Yay that this month has
only 30 days and not
31.  What joy!

November 29th, 2012

Today when driving
the frost on the windshield blurred
my vision, then BAM.

November 28th, 2012

Sometimes he throws a
book, not at anyone, but
more to announce: Done!

November 27th, 2012

Buddha loves my coat.
At least that's what Blini said.
She could be lying.

November 26th, 2012

She magically weaves
wheat gluten into fibers
of deliciousness.

November 25th, 2012

I'm proud of how she
doesn't seem to need any
chemicals each day.

November 24th, 2012

Must stop soon. No good
can come of these words written
without care or skill...

November 23rd, 2012

Please, hold your applause
there's lots of time to applaud
all my great efforts.

November 22nd, 2012

Like a poetry
slut, I use any old word
if it serves my end.

November 21st, 2012

I will pay you ten
dollars to say words in the
right combo for me.

November 20th, 2012

Less than a month til
I'll be caught up to today.
Then, I'll fall behind.

November 19th, 2012


I can not believe
that Auction Hunters was fake.
I feel so taken!

November 18th, 2012

Clyde wants us to go
ice-skating on his birthday.
What a great idea!

November 17th, 2012

Christmas in the East,
no, not Japan or China.
We're talkin Jersey.

November 16th, 2012

How long have I been
doing this?  It certainly
feels like forever.

November 15th, 2012

Oh yeah, that one guy,
Obama, he won again.
Not that big a deal.

November 14th, 2012

In my rear view I
could see him lose control, crashed
right into the wall.

November 13th, 2012

The primer black car
swerved in front of me, so I
changed lanes and sped by.

November 12th, 2012

The black nail polish
on my two big toes, fading,
reminds of summer.

November 11th, 2012

Prolific, I am.
Specific I'm not.  And that
is worth working on.

November 10th, 2012

All three of us are
on our computers, but we
want to be closer.

November 9th, 2012

They said it couldn't
be done. They said maybe it
could, but still, please don't

November 8th, 2012

And so concludeth,
this definitive style.
We're saner for it.

November 7th, 2012

Alas, the language
we used was high fullooting
and full of aloof.

November 6th, 2012

A mist crept forward
across the cemetary
lilting in my eyes.

November 5th, 2012

The next few haikus
will be from the perspective
of a bad writer.

November 4th, 2012


The problem with these
haiku-thing-a-ma-bobbers
is the syllables!

November 3rd, 2012

Looking down those steps,
the insane repitition
of the piano.

November 2nd, 2012

It was the acting
as much as the make up as
much as the writing...

November 1st, 2012

The Exorcist was/
is the standard by which all
horror should be judged.

October 31st, 2012

The next several 
haikus I write in honor
of horror movies.

October 30th, 2012

Reluctance to hear
music, at this late hour:
no surprise, really.

October 29th, 2012

Going to New York,
that's how I think of it, not
going to Jersey.

October 28th, 2012

Surrounded by two
beautiful women who go
on the internet.

October 27th, 2012

The Voice finale
was disappointing, but not
quite devastating.

October 26th, 2012

Half of these will be
about how far behind I
am in this process.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

October 25th, 2012

If I could just get
to December, I won't feel
so far behind here.

October 24th, 2012

Spontaneity
and perseverance collide
with a haiku blog.

October 23rd, 2012

On December 12th,
I took a sick day, and then
caught up on haikus.

October 22nd, 2012

Knock knock.  Um, who's there?
Haiku.  Haiku who? What, no
bless you for sneezing?

October 21st, 2012

I'm two months behind
in these damned haikus. Hope my
editors won't mind.

October 20th, 2012

Mothercrackers!  There's
arleady a band
named Education.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

October 19th, 2012

That band name from the
last haiku could also be
"Education," right?

October 18th, 2012

Here's the band idea:
"Teachers and Learners" a band
about that whole deal.

October 17th, 2012

Getting a new phone
that does so much more than just
make telephone calls.

October 16th, 2012

Before I'm forty,
I want my tattoo finished
and my script written.

October 15th, 2012

I clearly want out
of this profession, I don't
enjoy discipline.

October 14th, 2012

I'm growing a beard.
I think it will look good if
I wait a while.

October 13th, 2012

She says all the things
on her table just want to
commit suicide.

October 12th, 2012

Surprised that I feel
jealous of the time you spend
smiling with someone.

October 11th, 2012

Ten, Eleven, Twelve.
What were the chances that I
would notice that date?

October 10th, 2012

Documentaries
in the morning, ritual
act of our union.

October 9th, 2012

I can do it all:
write, read, plan for school, laundry,
all before bedtime.

October 8th, 2012

I write poems while
Yolkai snores and Chrysta shifts,
their coffee waiting...

October 7th, 2012

What is the meaning?
In the face of what death do
you do what you do?

October 6th, 2012

Never learned to play,
that's not what she says.  Now I'm
not so sure myself.

October 5th, 2012

The poetry slipped
in where drafts lived, under panes,
blown from the corners.

October 4th, 2012

Don't tell me I can't.
Can't write, can't change, can't change you
when I write.  I can.

October 3rd, 2012

Why am I amazed
to see a buck and a doe
eating leaves after rain?

October 2nd, 2012

In hind sight, the weeks
that preceded Thanskgiving
were thankless and raw.

October 1st, 2012

There is no limit
to the oppression one can
impose on oneself.

September 30th, 2012

I have won contests,
wrote on a deadline, and proved
to myself I write.

September 29th, 2012

Altars everywhere,
the name of a great new book?
No, just this fine house.

September 28th, 2012

There's time for it all.
You are not going to die,
not anytime soon.

September 27th, 2012

I love to see my
sweeties cuddling, twinkles
in each other's eyes.

September 26th, 2012

What if there was a
website devoted only
to teacher haikus?

September 25th, 2012

He threw chairs this week,
I took deep breaths and played golf.
Not at the same time.

September 24th, 2012

I feel bad about
that last one.  Fall is a real
season.  It's colder.

September 23rd, 2012

What does fall mean when
the climate here's consistent
all year round:  not much.

September 22nd, 2012

She's away, away
all the time it seems.  This year
we'll be traveling.

September 21st, 2012

I wonder if I,
under some tense timeline, could
produce skilled writing.

September 20th, 2012

What makes the best use
of my talents, rewards me,
and fulfills me too?

September 19th, 2012

One month in teaching,
though in my 14th year, and
there's no time for poems.

September 18th, 2012

Shaving cream and eggs,
those were the weapons of youth
on Halloween night.

Monday, October 22, 2012

September 16th, 2012

Two shots to the green.
Fifteen clubs.  A thousand ways
to get there.   At least.

September 15th, 2012

"Keep your head down, hippy,"
the first and last things any
golfer needs to know.

September 14th, 2012

On the first tee box,
I settle into my squat,
keep my left arm tight.

September 13th, 2012

I enjoy golfing,
first because I'm not working,
and then, for the joy.

September 12th, 2012

Fantasy baseball:
a mild vice if ever
there was one.  Be cool.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

September 11th, 2012

I remember it,
watching smoke from the towers
with teachers at school.

Monday, September 17, 2012

September 10th, 2012

Hundreds of poems
And maybe ten will resound
beyond a year's toll.

September 9th, 2012

The greatest help to
the most people would be nice,
myself included.

September 8th, 2012

Mind keeps returning
to the multiple mes I
could be if I tried.

September 7th, 2012

The Clyde Mighties Win!
They advance to the finals
against evil Gil...

September 6th, 2012

A snore issues forth,
Thirty past midnight, xanax
slowly bringing sleep.

September 5th, 2012

Ladies, please don't judge
I'm actually a much
better poet than...

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

September 4th, 2012

I love art projects.
So why don't I just pick some
medium and ART!

September 3rd, 2012

How many writers
watched sports as they organized
their thoughts on paper?

September 2nd, 2012

We paid our bills and
somehow have some money left?
Thank you super loan!

September 1st, 2012

The first pizza wrap,
the first breakfast burrito
of the school year.  Mmmmm...

August 31st, 2012

Clyde loves the 1st grade.
He sings songs about it. "She's
crazy about me."

August 30th, 2012

All my old files
from that battered old PC:
all of them still there.

August 29th, 2012

So many scripts and
so many poems, I don't
know where to put 'em.

August 28th, 2012

Behavior reform
needs a personality
or kids won't relate.

August 27th, 2012

On the radio
with Diane, old and new slang
sitting side by side.

August 26th, 2012

One inspiration:
not half, and not less than that.
Alright, here it comes.

August 25th, 2012

At first, sure, afraid.
Then after that: petrified.
Still, I will survive.

August 24th, 2012

The Giants win games,
with clutch hits.  This is not a
very good haiku.

August 23rd, 2012

What will my job be,
or rather how many jobs
will I be doing?

Thursday, August 30, 2012

August 22nd, 2012

When the door closes
on summer, a breeze blows in
signalling autumn.

August 21st, 2012

I was just thinking
I would like to share this blog
with teachers from work.

Monday, August 20, 2012

August 20th, 2012

Could you tell that I
was watching the Giants game
while finishing this?

August 19th, 2012

Bumgarner just blew
snot out his nose.  But he's pitched
one helluva game!

August 18th, 2012

Date night with blinis!
Silly to make plural that
which already is.

August 17th, 2012

The voice on the air
wondered how the team would cope
with losing their star.

August 16th, 2012

Melky suspended.
What a bummer to learn he
was breaking the rules.

August 15th, 2012

We left at eight for
the city, drove hours to
watch men play baseball.

August 14th, 2012

Clyde's had so many
playdates, it makes me proud he
has so many friends.

August 13th, 2012

Documentaries
in the morning.  That was how
we spent our summer.

August 12th, 2012

Almost caught up but
I can't help but feel like I've
been cheating.  Sorry.

August 11th, 2012

My first client was
a nice boy with nice parents
who needed some help.s

August 10th, 2012

She closed her door when
she needed to work, but first
she kissed us each once.

August 9th, 2012

A haiku a day
for a full year yes, but not
one written each day.

August 8th, 2012

It has become clear
that this exercise, while fun,
will fail by minutes.

August 7th, 2012

My attachment to
foods made from animals comes
from comfort, and taste.

August 6th, 2012

Sometimes I say yes
to the bag they offer me
for my beer.  Or no.

August 5th, 2012

My golf game suffers
not after one beer but three.
Or one puff of smoke.

August 4th, 2012

Two nothing Giants
against the first place Dodgers.
This, two weeks later.

August 3rd, 2012

I got to know Buddha
a lot better this summer. 
And that says a lot.

August 2nd, 2012

9:06 and I 
have eighteen more haikus to
write in ten minutes!

August 1st, 2012

I love the Giants,
that ragtag group of players
with funny nicknames.

July 31st, 2012

I got nervous when
I saw the calendar change.
Oh know, August's here!

Juy 30th, 2012

I snapped a photo
of the fox as it scampered
down the driveway.  Click!

July 29th, 2012

At this rate, the words
will be words written about
other words, that's all.

July 28th, 2012

What have I to lose
when only four people read
this relentless blog?

July 27th, 2012

Oh know, an email
from my new boss: Humrichouse
is her stately name.

July 26th, 2012

What they lack in poise
they deliver in rhythm.
That's what I'm hoping.

July 25th, 2012

We sat in bed and
I turned their attention to
one great woodpecker.

July 24th, 2012

The baseball I watched
was both plodding and poignant
and I loved it all.

July 23rd, 2012

The time I started
was at: eight fifty four and
zero seconds.  Go!

July 22nd, 2012

Thirty haikus in
thirty minutes.  You ready
for this awesomeness?

Thursday, August 9, 2012

July 21st, 2012

Finishing a book
I have been reading all year:
it is bittersweet.

July 20th, 2012

Will soccergolf be
the incredible event
that it always is?

July 19th, 2012

Wall to wall people
here less to hear than to see
the return of Will.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

July 18th, 2012

The Soccergolf course,
work, and Nature Day Camp plans:
I got hella done.

July 17th, 2012

Dvorak's music,
grandma's company, and the
Mendocino night.

July 16th, 2012

Chrysta's dad visits
from the East coast, a smile
on his bearded face.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Saturday, July 14, 2012

July 14th, 2012

Lying on the cold
bathroom floor, I felt the worst
pain in my whole life

July 13th, 2012

Friday the 13th
was not so scary.  We all
swore our love and cried.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

July 12th, 2012

As I bent over
to putt, I shifted my weight,
and my back went out.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

July 11th, 2012

Finally caught up,
it's strange that I have less time
during the summer.

July 10th, 2012

Chicken Parmigiana,
eaten on the sly, without
my two ladies there.

July 9th, 2012

What am I missing?
Swaddled by family I
can barely see out...

July 8th, 2012

Clyde acts entitled.
Was it something in the way
that we have raised him?

July 7th, 2012

This poem stands where
a better poem once stood.
I do this for love.

July 6th, 2012

The strange ritual
is mental and physical
and so not so strange.

July 5th, 2012

Every mountain
more beautiful than the last,
but sadly no talk.

July 4th, 2012

Arguments daily.
Are we more like or unlike
everyone else?

July 3rd, 2012

Gambling, at last!
I hope to win but plan to
lose a hundred bucks.

July 2nd, 2012

The fabrication
of inspiration, just a
cold calculation.

July 1st, 2012

Drinkin poolside, I
have a cold beer  but it's a
hundred degrees out.

June 30th, 2012

Jaelyn is tall like
Brenda was whereas I am
short, like I once was.

June 29th, 2012

Easter, Thanksgiving,
Christmas and Halloween, all
in summer, how rare!

June 28th, 2012

Every day is
a different holiday:
well of course it is!

June 27th, 2012

Driving to Berkeley,
dropping off Buddha, Thai food,
and then watching Brave.

June 26th, 2012

How many pairs of
pants will I need in Vegas.
Probably none, right?

June 25th, 2012

Hitting it sideways,
too far, or too softly: just
a few ways to suck.

June 24th, 2012

On the back deck, I
read a book about a boy
who has Asperger's.

June 23rd, 2012

Three days til Vegas:
A family reunion
and a vacation.

June 22nd, 2012

I hope that it's true
we'll all live more easily
but I doubt he will.

June 21st, 2012

Tristan has moved on,
but I keep rehashing our 
last conversation.

June 20th, 2012

My fantasy teams
look not so fantastic, just
really pathetic.

June 19th, 2012

Writing haikus in
retrospect, it's not the same
as inspired thought.

June 18th, 2012

Less than a week
until I see my sister:
first time in five years.

June 17th, 2012

First week of summer
will I read, drink at noon or
just be a parent?

June 16th, 2012

I held up a sign
as the buses rolled away
cause that's how I roll.

Monday, June 18, 2012

June 15th, 2012

The grass is greener
where you can smoke grass and not
have to go to school.

June 14th, 2012

For cutting one class,
I said he would lose one day
of the internet.

June 13th, 2012

He's packing his things,
fitting as much as he can
into his trailer.

June 12th, 2012

The last week of school:
all the schedules have changed,
field trips every day.

Monday, June 11, 2012

June 11th, 2012

Today was grim. He
does not feel "compatible"
and is moving on.

June 10th, 2012

So nice to see Trynt
and Roger. Dinner and the
beach were just splendid.

June 9th, 2012

The 75th
birthday of Motherbear was
a great, grand affair.

June 8th, 2012

Another great show,
now entitled New Slang: the
kids seem to like it.

June 7th, 2012

I'm gonna eat lots
and lots and lots of fish so
I live a long time!

June 6th, 2012

I know I'll make it
to the end of the year but
in what kind of shape?

June 5th, 2012

When I watch movies,
I can't remember the names
of the characters.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

June 4th, 2012

Five good candidates
applied for the job but one
will have to do it.

June 3rd, 2012

We woke up, had coffee
and moved a million boxes
into two small cars.

June 2nd, 2012

Yolkai feels nauseaus
in her uterus.  It feels
like it might throw up.

June 1st, 2012

I didn't golf and
it felt not like a Friday.
That's what Yolkai said.

May 31st, 2012

I got paid today,
and didn't even notice
as no cash appeared.

May 30th, 2012

The Netflix won't work.
I wrote this five days after
the Netflix did work.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

May 29th, 2012

We're working so hard
to whistle while we work but
it's just not all fun.

May 28th, 2012

One heck of a pitch.
Watch the bottom fall out as
the hitter just whiffs.

May 27th, 2012

How am I doing?
How are we all doing? Where
is respect for life?

May 26th, 2012

I counted them all:
At least six relationships
in our trinity.

May 25th, 2012

I remember her
wrapped up in the comforter.
I hoped it helped her.

May 24th, 2012

The blog almost died.
For a week almost, it lied
there, just withering.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

May 23rd, 2012

Drinking seemed like a
convenient excuse to feign
her (lost) bachelorhood.

May 22nd, 2012

It was a mistake,
she said, and it won't happen
again.  But we'll see...

Monday, May 21, 2012

May 21st, 2012

I can not believe
that babies grow up to be
adult-sized people.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Friday, May 18, 2012

May 16th, 2012

I hate you, he said,
because I expected him
to take out the trash.

May 15th, 2012

How long does it take
to take out the the trash when you're
sixteen?  Two hours.

Monday, May 14, 2012

May 14th, 2012

...my eyes got misty.
This was THE achievement of
my athletic life.

May 13th, 2012

Watching the ball drop
into the cup on eighteen
for thirty-seven...

May 12th, 2012

Two different parents
are using lawyers, to push
slash tie our hands.

May 11th, 2012

Our new blog name:
"Misery Loves Comedy."
Double Feature Time!

May 10th, 2012

Commitment is when
you write one silly haiku
after another.

May 9th, 2012

What is leadership?
It's not a privilege or
post.  It is action.

May 8th, 2012

And now presenting!
The man who can juggle both
work and home: Ackshawn!

Monday, May 7, 2012

May 7th, 2012

It's nice to know that
all of Friday's chaos was
still there on Monday.

May 6th, 2012

The day after.  Whoah.
Dehydrated and the house
is an artsplosion.

May 5th, 2012

Three waves of friends came
to the Dada Party and
I was quite grateful.

May 4th, 2012

Tried out the new clubs.
Some I hit better and then
there were the others.

May 3rd, 2012

It's so important
to look forward to something-
anything at all.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

May 2nd, 2012

Negotiating
is hardly worth the hundred
bucks I'm gonna get.

May 1st, 2012

So many teachers
decided to come over
to celebrate me.