Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

a small rodent and I
play a game
of man or mouse,
he is a formidable opponent
like a tiny bobby fischer
has all the clever moves
how can this wee brain
make me look like a chump
we co-exist for the moment
in his determination
to out-fox me, I mean
out-mouse me
I kind of like the little guy
but he gnaws into everything I own
I guess
my brain must look like swiss cheese

this made me laugh... not with derision, but recognition. I recall a time on my hands and knees in the dead of night trying to retrieve from behind the stove a trap holding a mouse by the leg... but no matter how carefully I tried to extract it, he still managed to pull free, and lived to defecate on my cutting board another day...

haha sasha...not sure how I posted this an a haiku...poor poor old brain...obviously no match for a clever mouse ....or even a clever forum....

eyes blurry
crusty from the night
splash of water

splash of coffee
splash of cream
brain begins to sync

patience
haiku
to the rescue

fascinating podcast
sent to me by eldest son
love comes in many forms

YouTube -
blessing or curse?
both, I guess.......