Rush Hour

The traffic has started to surge,
Which is making it harder to merge.
Then an over-sized truck
In your lane leaves you stuck,
With a single unspeakable urge.

Hobbies

I've developed an interest in botany--
To know plants, whether prickly and cottony.
So to study each flower,
Weedy websites I scour--
As for field guides, though, I haven't bought any.

Doctor

Fire up the Tardis!

We're off on grand adventures!

Get the hell out, Rose!

More Klingon Haiku

Pain slowly recedes. Rite of Ascension passed. I am come of age!

With only a knife, I have killed the mighty Targ. Yet I live--Q'Pla!

‎"Your audit means death!" Says Moq'tha, son of Q'tor, Klingon accountant!

A Limerick for My Father-in-Law

There once was a geezer named Danny

Whose knowledge of sports was uncanny.

Every game did he spy

With a Dilettante's eye,

For he never got off of his fanny.

Klingon Haiku

Improper hashtags! Your tweets are without honor! Taste cyber death, P'Tahk!

Updating Again

Watch this space--I will be updating this blog as I consolidate all my blogs into one. I will be moving over poetry, writings, some studies I've made of the local botany, and my gaming blog entries.