Family Business Problems? Ira Bryck, Solutions!

Ira’s Modern Haiku

Ira’s Modern Haiku  (to reprint, ask me)

Does Superman feel

A gentle, loving caress?

He must feel the pain, too


Ants don’t learn to build

if not perfect, it won’t work

only success lasts


Old men all too loud

To be heard above the roar

In this greasy spoon


Eighty five thousand

Thoughts per day go through my head

Which are the real me?


I am me in part

By how we are together

I am in context


I hear what you said

But my ears are connected

To my fragile mind


Saturday morning

Quick stroll to bacon and eggs

Catch up on podcasts


Greek, Cuban, Deli
Indian, Chinese, Veggie
Faves on desert isle

Hammer in a nail
there are other solutions
ways to connect stuff

what do chipmunks think?
my house is their country club
and I’m intruding?


Big bright cardinal
Slumming at our bird feeder
Now off to elsewhere


what has life taught me?

epitaph for future gens

“I’m rubber, you’re glue”


It’s work to keep up
with old friends who knew you when,

know how you got here


Within the silence
bedrock, where one can touch down

what’s false dissipates


Naked audience
That method is unnerving

Keep your shirts on, please!


my dream vacation

Grand Rapids in goal free state

many hours to futz


new law: president

must speak in 5-7-5

“tremendous disast!”


You banged my cart, sir!

how about some eye contact?

You’ll see I exist.


What to do today?

so Earth’s in a better place

than when I woke up


bird protects its nest
swoops down, pecks back of my head
nature runs afoul

Why are folks my age

Appearing to look so old?

Like my grandparents!


Swiftly flow the days

this little girl I carried

we both think we’re young

Befriend young people

To see they’re not killing me

Why would that help them?

(I thought it was just me, but apparently, others have noticed: http://trail.pugetsound.edu/?p=14736 )


Shoving rocks uphill

How happy was Sisyphus?

Yay, I did it!! oops


the planet knows not

how we have afflicted it

still lives, dies, evolves


Dear amygdala:

Why can’t you calm the fuck down?

Everything is fine!


your child takes a chance
to create a healthy world

it’s ok to brag


Guy ground stumps, made holes

Said “fill w 6 bags topsoil”

Perfect fit! Genius!


Will I scream like that?

When I tell a long story

when old, at Kelly’s?


Humans reaching out

To not kill, plus be charming

Ants have it easy


No need to suffer
performance anxiety
if you don’t perform


Family business

Easy, if love and trust rule

If not, follow rules


In reality

Monday’s not worse than Friday

They are both not real


Talking to people

less dementia/ suicide

“how was your day, dear?”


Laying Zach to rest

Village gathers to love him

Blessed memory


How do free and brave

Elect such uptight cowards!?

Throw/ vote the bums out!!


How my job is done

By 40 other people

Mixed love and learning


It was impolite

So I minded my manners,

didn’t kill Hitler


Which world do you choose?
– let us reason together
– Sit down and shut up


Two score with one wife
Through poor, sick, worse, plus cherish
Wins best friend forev


I heard you read these
So let me thank you, Patty
For undying love


Wedding machiah
Tribes unite to affirm them
Good golly! Mrs!


One hundred degrees

MoviePass, a/c, mindless,

Good for what ails ya


Perfect weather day

To meditate butt naked

Gentle breeze from fan



A POEM FOR MY FATHER, BILL BRYCK

“A prince among his pals, we hate to see him go”

Said classmates at Jamaica High School in 1937

What experience did the yearbook committee have

Of that man I loved, years later?

 

Where did he get that feeling of invulnerability

That gave him the freedom to answer Yes!

To the classic shoplifter’s threatening question

“Are you calling me a thief??

 

Where did he get the entrepreneurial verve

To leave the safety of his father in law’s

Wholesale bedding and bath store

To buy in to an unknown cousin’s childrenswear store?

 

What affection might he have ever had

For the woman who he made my mother

And though they lacked chemistry

Stuck it out till they were both diminished

 

That man coached me with simple truths

That were profound and real for him:

First be a mensch / Cheap is dear /

If they bought only what they came for, who needs you?

 

Gone 6 years, finally memories predate his dementia

His determination to be the one who makes the sale

Follow the money, but deliver the goods

Simplicity is rich, he was richer than he knew.


 

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