GRIZZLY PEAR

written snapshots

Category: Artifacts

  • Will he keep sucking his shirt?

    The full force of the law landed upon him.

    He wailed pitifully.

    Still no ice cream.

    ䷳䷴

    the wild goose gradually
    draws near the summit
    it’s all a phase

  • He discovered the comedic gold of bodily functions.

    Fart. <giggle>
    Burp. <giggle>
    Butt! <giggle>

    ䷙䷣

    one attains the way of heaven
    poo poo

  • The tree gives us too many apples.

    Too much is a nice problem.

    This year we tried making apple ice cream.

    With caramel.

    We were looking for a dehydrator but got sidetracked with this churning frozen machine.

    the ridgepole sags to the breaking point
    laden with three months of fruit

  • Giving up today, for what?

    I’ve been obsessed with investing, trying to guess the future for our benefit.

    Maybe it’s OK.
    Or a giant waste of time.

    More money tomorrow is a helluva addiction.

    ䷍䷣

    he makes a difference
    dust more dust

  • They’ve created a little world with each other.

    I walked the boy to sleep in the wagon.
    He tipped over and bumped his head.

    Still asleep.
    Even as I took him out of the cart.

    Until we came inside.
    Straight awake.

    Off to play with his sister.

    ䷤䷠

    she is the treasure of the house
    he is the treasure of the house

  • The tables have turned, and she’s enjoying the luxury.

    They tied the wagon to the tricycle.

    This time he drove this train.

    Striving to pull big sis around the yard.

    ䷰䷾

    changing the form of government
    the princeling labors in jo
    y

  • A pool in the bedroom where the beds ain’t.

    They spread out a big green sheet on the floor.

    Camping pads made the walls.

    Dive in!

    departure toward the south
    into the verdant void

  • 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