Fresh Doughnuts

Ster and Weister smile
Frosting dripping from their mouths
Sticky Sugar smiles

Open wide sweet frosting
piled so high touches nose
Pour glass of cold milk

Thank you Little Flea
You're welcome Children

Take a number

Take a number, then
wait... sniff warm sugar, butter
Smiling waiting, Next!

One dozen - "bakers"
Thirteen.   Onto home.  Kids wait.
Rev red car, faster

Come home Little Flea
I'm home children, I'm home!

Time to Eat

Corner Cakery
Engine revs - Get there faster
Fresh headlight Doughnuts

Cold Grassy Paws

Damp clovers green paws
Pup running sliding panting
Let me stay outside



Come inside Little Flea
Time to eat Little Flea

Grass rolling

With one eye open
He scurried upstairs; pranced out
Grass wet paws

Damp with morning dew
Rolling, barking, letting loose
Now time for a walk

Happy St Paddy's day Little Flea
Happy St Paddy's day World

In the Morning

When Little Flea woke
He scratched his belly and sniffed
Wondering what to do next





Good morning Little Flea
Good morning World

Hello Little Flea

Today I finally decided to really start my "blog."

I wonder if I'll have anything to say.

I wonder if I'll stay committed.

I wonder if my posts will be like the Little Flea stories that Dad used to tell us. As I recall, it was the same story every day.

One of my "concepts" for my blog is to pick a topic of the day, a word, a thought, an try my hand at my favorite poetry, haiku ( http://www.wikihow.com/Write-a-Haiku-Poem), daily. Formula wise, so much easier for me than iambic pentameter sonnets.

Well, let's just see where this goes for now.

Little Flea's first blog
Doughnut dreams, poetry schemes
A poem today

Good night Little flea, good night