Hourglass haiku

Kids grow parents die
Looks jobs bosses partners change
In this dance of time

It’s true normal’s just
A dryer setting meaning
Tumbling in hot wind

So we all need things
To hold onto — tumbleweeds
Are so hard to hug

Friends dogs coffee God
Things that don’t just blow away
When storms are brewing

Spaces inside, out
Spaces life can’t rearrange
Unless we say so

We all need our rocks
To build our peace on, knowing
The sands will get in

More random haiku

From Jan. 29, 2011

Weekends tailor made
For resting up, healing hurts
Restoring spirits

From May 17, emptying a notebook.

Dinner with our friends
What a great idea! Let’s
Ask ourselves over

Meta-data are
Vertically integrated
But what does that mean?

(Tahoma’s the default email font on a lot of PC’s these days.)

Like Tahoma she’s
Sleek, modern; the only thing
She’s sans is serifs

How come Beethoven
Seldom could find his teacher?
‘Cause he was Haydn

(And the first in a series on square dancing that never materialized.)

At the big square dance
Homer Simpson busts a move
Watch him doh-si-DOH!

From May 18

The real mystery
Is history: Why don’t we
Learn its real lessons?

Ruby Tuesday’s like
TGI Fridays only
Three days earlier

Ink from well-kept pen
Flows smoothly across the page
Writing should feel good

Alt cars won’t flourish
Without charged-up promotion:
Volt, Leaf need big plug

I guess you could say
Arrested Development
Is my middle line