Monday, October 13, 2014
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Royal Guests? or Wee Royal Hosts
Silver-streaked hair, achy joints,
Dry skin, nose hairs, warts,
And maybe even brain burps.
Immaculate house, shiny bathrooms,
Order, calm, peace,
An echo in the hallways, glaring and obvious.
But soon, and not for very long,
Special hosts we Will be,
To pint-sized, junior guests,
To hug, to entertain, to feed.
The moment arrives, as do two smiling little brothers,
With them is boisterous noise, cartoon bee-bopping, chatter,
Ice Ninjago, birds, beta fish, and snappy Sammy Snake,
Jacked-up-and-down playing and jibing,
Maneuvering colorful, interlocking blocks.
Younger brother's Duplo exploits,
Clumsy, yet sensational for his single-year age,
Infectious laughter,
Even during quiet-time, Pack 'n Play confinement,
And his toddling walk...
At times riling, but, too, most beguiling.
The complex charm of the grand,
We are the entertained,
Somehow places are switched, a close juxtapose,
We embrace being honored guests,
Of wee royal hosts.
Alas, even fun can create weariness,
After a few days the mind log-jams,
Brain strain, to be concise.
Like an overload of plethoric electrical items,
With enough current to pop a circuit-breaker,
On a massive mental scale.
Like an interstate highway, deadlocked,
An overcrowded parking lot,
All thought channels, blocked.
Abstract idea juggernauts,
A desperate need to focus,
Something. Anything. For dinner, churn, churn,
Take-out? or lasagna? How about home-made pizza? Sure.
One eager and artful helper,
Morphs duty into fun,
An elfin-like crumb-snapper; a salivating chef,
Takes the lead, and follows, too,
Like a strutting Duck Dynasty Samba dancer, swirling and maybe synchronized.
Spread tasty sauce... And why not slurp a spoonful or two,
Sprinkle crumbled hamburger... Go ahead, consume a handful or three,
Drop clumps of grated cheese onto the pizza ... Don't forget to eat some cheese, too,
Fistfuls of prep munching,
Maybe too many fistfuls...
At times riling, but, too, most beguiling.
The complex charm of the grand,
We are the entertained,
Somehow places are switched, a close juxtapose,
We embrace being honored guests,
Of wee royal hosts.
Hebrews 13:2
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers [or grandchildren]: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.
Dry skin, nose hairs, warts,
And maybe even brain burps.
Immaculate house, shiny bathrooms,
Order, calm, peace,
An echo in the hallways, glaring and obvious.
But soon, and not for very long,
Special hosts we Will be,
To pint-sized, junior guests,
To hug, to entertain, to feed.
The moment arrives, as do two smiling little brothers,
With them is boisterous noise, cartoon bee-bopping, chatter,
Ice Ninjago, birds, beta fish, and snappy Sammy Snake,
Jacked-up-and-down playing and jibing,
Maneuvering colorful, interlocking blocks.
Younger brother's Duplo exploits,
Clumsy, yet sensational for his single-year age,
Infectious laughter,
Even during quiet-time, Pack 'n Play confinement,
And his toddling walk...
At times riling, but, too, most beguiling.
The complex charm of the grand,
We are the entertained,
Somehow places are switched, a close juxtapose,
We embrace being honored guests,
Of wee royal hosts.
Alas, even fun can create weariness,
After a few days the mind log-jams,
Brain strain, to be concise.
Like an overload of plethoric electrical items,
With enough current to pop a circuit-breaker,
On a massive mental scale.
Like an interstate highway, deadlocked,
An overcrowded parking lot,
All thought channels, blocked.
 |
| Artful swirls |
A desperate need to focus,
Something. Anything. For dinner, churn, churn,
Take-out? or lasagna? How about home-made pizza? Sure.
One eager and artful helper,
Morphs duty into fun,
An elfin-like crumb-snapper; a salivating chef,
Takes the lead, and follows, too,
Like a strutting Duck Dynasty Samba dancer, swirling and maybe synchronized.
Spread tasty sauce... And why not slurp a spoonful or two,
Sprinkle crumbled hamburger... Go ahead, consume a handful or three,
Drop clumps of grated cheese onto the pizza ... Don't forget to eat some cheese, too,
Fistfuls of prep munching,
Maybe too many fistfuls...
At times riling, but, too, most beguiling.
The complex charm of the grand,
We are the entertained,
Somehow places are switched, a close juxtapose,
We embrace being honored guests,
Of wee royal hosts.
DeRachel
Hebrews 13:2
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers [or grandchildren]: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.
Fresh Prince Carlton Dance
(Behind-the-scenes giggle: @2:30 Alfonso moves so vigorously, he experiences a groin pull that plagues him for the next 2 weeks)
(Behind-the-scenes giggle: @2:30 Alfonso moves so vigorously, he experiences a groin pull that plagues him for the next 2 weeks)
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