GRIZZLY PEAR

written snapshots

Category: Artifacts

  • Who you like?

    Are you like mommy or daddy?

    I’m like sister!

    Really?

    You won’t wear socks and spend all day in your underwear!

    ䷧

    thunder and rain set in
    like roquefort and pears

  • Another July 4th

    We stood on ladders to watch the fireworks.
    But walking was much more flexible.

    There were displays to the north, south, and east.
    We chased sounds and flashes.

    She stayed up till 2215.
    One neighbor obliged with a big finale at 2213.

    364 days till next year.

    ䷭䷜

    one pushes upward by steps
    phosphorus lights the sky

  • I thought he was the greatest; they were unimpressed.

    The alogrithm fed us cover of “Smooth Criminal” on the Chinese guzheng.

    That led to the original on the big TV.

    She found the music video befuddling.

    He fell asleep.

    ䷸䷦

    he loses his property and his ax
    perseverence brings misfortune

  • Opening day of the Cake Cafe!

    The playroom is filled with tables surrounded by stuffed animals.
    Many more are lined up outside the door.

    The Ballad of Pancho Villa fills the room.
    A party!

    The Cake Cafe also delivers!
    A plasma car with hand-drawn signs idles in the foyer parking lot.

    ䷥

    thus amid all fellowship
    the toys mingle over pastries

  • Fortunately we didn’t lose a hard drive this time.

    The headphone was tangled up with the axle of his plasma car.

    When he pulled away, he pulled the workstation over.

    Coincidentally, Windows had an update to install.

    A big, long update.

    ䷺䷸

    he dissolves his self
    no remorse

  • Fun is sometimes too much work.

    During breakfast we play the Wordle and the New York Times Mini-Crossword.

    He often butts in.

    This evening, we tried a full size crossword puzzle.

    It took 52 minutes.

    Fortunately he slept through dinner.

    ䷳䷶

    keeping his trunk still
    no blame

  • Could you end a strange dream dark program?

    I dreamt my boy was a robot.

    Possibly malevolent.

    I cradled his body and felt his soft hair.

    ䷼

    inner truth
    pigs and fishes
    good fortune

  • The made-up word instantly entered their lexicon.

    Floof!

    A dramatic way to spread the blankets over the kids.

    Momma hates it.
    Kicks up too much dust.

    They love it.
    Especially when I whip the blanket down.

    A quick floof.
    More dust!

    The nightly ritual.
    After brushing teeth.
    Before Mommy’s kisses.

    ䷏䷣

    it furthers one to install helpers
    and to set armies marching

  • Wiping the tables while watching the sink.

    He called her to wash dishes together.

    She soaped while standing on a stool.

    He stood on a blue chair to rinse the dishes.

    I stayed on the floor.

    ䷃䷥

    one meets a like minded man
    with whom one can associate in good faith

  • She chose pink; he took red.

    She has glass cups.

    His are stainless steel.
    But only two.

    When both are used, he uses hers.
    A glass with a red hairband.

    ䷈

    you are rich in your neighbor