I take him out for lunch
We journey through the days
Small victories
This life is a Maze

He gets enough sleep
I sleep as well
Dreaming of the Deep
We are the Witherells ...

sunlit Italy
    pasta
    sleep

My fantasies are delusions
I'm left with daily life
3 beautiful sons
1 ****** wife

I'd like to travel again
But don't have much money
Ben Shapiro is a racist
Steve Martin is funny

Grateful for good movies
Michael Clayton, Roxanne
I drift, I drift toward death
No Divine plan

Wrote all these poems
I reach out. I reach out.
3710
Wonder what that's about?

                           Ole!

Get a little fast food
But I take it slow
Once I walked alone
Through Seattle snow

Once I held her close
But that was long ago
How does it end?
No way to truly know

                    So ....

Said Giordano Bruno

There ain't no Answer
There never was an Answer
There ain't gonna be no Answer

                That's the Answer. :)

He sleeps.
Let him sleep in peace
Contemporary Seattle
More than Ancient Greece

Slowly. Get him through
Maybe baby
Maybe maybe
Maybe GMU

                 'tis true

I was in Italy once
Just about a week
Florence, Siena, Rome
I miss Susan Meek

My life is very boring
Try to make it through
Susan's hair is black
But her eyes are midnight blue

                  It's true.

David Markson
   Als Ick Kan
        Selah

I wish I was a shaman
Protection for my people
Somewhere near the forest
Nowhere near the steeple

But I'm just bipolar
Take my medication
Quiet in the night
Parental dedication

UFOs, what are those?
Extrasolar water
Hope for my sons
Prayers for her daughters

               Astrobiology!

Trump is a Demagogue
The Americans are his stooges
All Walls Fall
Lonely, quiet nights

Taipei 101
Delicious *** stickers
Vegetarian tacos
Sor Juana's mystic flight

I take the Tucson train
I saw Chicago snow
E I E I O
Gatsby's green light

Seattle in the summer
Slowly ferry boats
Moonlight up above
My Mr. Spock kite

                Well, alright!

Orthodontist today
Step by step by song
George Mason University
Mr. Harry Wong

Tired. Exoplanets!
Do my level best
I am a taxi service
Qualyxian the Quest

                    Yes.

He says poets find oblivion mostly kind
                      Maybe
                      Mostly

Boredinary Frederick
              Driving
        desperate hope

Got him to school today
Then I tried to sleep
I am a taxi service
Promises to keep

Keep him to me close
Slowly. Day by Day.
Misty rain Seattle
Silent is the Way

               xie xie

Tidal pools in Monterrey
San Francisco Zen
Sacramento childhood
Santa Rosa son

            California one.

Ordinary Frederick
Get him through high school
Slowly guacamole
Small victories

Gratitude for good sleep
Enough money to eat
Susan Darlene Meek
Please, baby, please!

Not much
Drifting toward death
Fatherhood

                   hope!

Marriage is misery
Fatherhood is joy
Quiet, lonely nights
Please protect my boys

O the isolation!
Hopefulness? Nitnoy.
Exoplanets spin
Water. Water. Ahoy!

Summer is coming
          Birthdays
             xie xie

A beautiful sunny day
I pick him up from school
Keep him moving ahead
Slowly, patient too

                    GMU!

Tokyo to Kyoto
Upon the Shinkansen

Misty rain Seattle
San Francisco Zen

1987
3710

Not really a question of if
More a question of when

Will I too disappear
Like I've never ever been?

Anxious. Runnin' scared.
Virginia Tech
Late night wreck
To be one who dared

Anxious. Exoplanets.
Drifting in my mind
Aging. Watching. Waiting.
I hope you treat me kind

                   Summer!

Sunlight
   Sigh
   Aye!

Life is suffering
So I suffer through
Quiet in the night
Carolina blue

Driving, driving, driving
3772
Grateful for small victories
Reading at Seattle U.

          Ever ancient, Ever new

A little chili for lunch
Get him to therapy
Beautiful sunny day
Mother Mary, Let it Be

Susan Darlene Meek
Gentle. Caring. Si.
1987
3033

                       Mint tea

Keep him safe
O ye protective spirits!
Un pequito fun

Plurality and Ambiguity
         Chicago snow
            Yo espero

Maybe it's nothing, Maybe it's me
                       futility
                        hope

Seattle misty rain
          Kells
     Witherells

My son goes to the prom
I wait, wonder, worry
I still miss my mom
The sound and the fury

He goes with his friends
I hope he has a little fun
Politics portends
Taipei 101

                  Safety!

Portland's Japanese garden
                   tea
                   we

Waiting for my son
  hope. Fear. hope.
           waiting

I drift, I drift to older
My beard is white I know
My hand upon her shoulder
Moving to and fro

Please, Life, protect my son
Ordinary days
Protect him from the Strife
Protect him from the Maze

Tired. Exoplanets!
Maybe a Galaxy Quest
To sleep perchance to dream
Just to do my best

                           Yes.

7 Spanish angels
3 Italian stars
In my solitude
This love that we call ours

Dylan in DC
Early Roman kings
Tired. Lonely. Yearning.
The pain that living brings

           Springsteen sings.

lamplight rain
        night
          yo

Dark and troubled side of life
                   Waiting.
                    Waiting.

Dark and troubled side of life
                the Abyss
                 patience

Dublin misty grey
Bus through town
            Merci

I'm fond of little Reno
Fond of Sage Ridge School
Cordelia truly noble
Harold Bloom a fool

I taught Julius Caesar
Coached some basketball
Tahoe in the winter
Tahoe in the Fall

           River Eden, Wetheral

San Francisco Zen Center
            Just one hour
                   Silence

Memories of Seattle
    Grey and Green
            Water!

Relentless strife
Sound and fury
Crazy wife
No need to hurry

Amidst the pain
Un pequito hope
Purple Rain
Francis Pope

I wait. I wait.
Let it be
All things pass
Xie xie ni

           Si.

Kells in Seattle
    misty rain
         song

relentless Strife
          quiet
          sleep