Brent Thomas's Blog, page 18

A Writing Haiku

I’d love to write more So let’s make time take a break Two more hours sounds great

Eat That Burger

I don’t want to romanticize the good old fashioned American hamburger. I mean, it is one of the greatest foods there is, but that isn’t what I want to dwell on. But maybe just a little bit more. I’ve spent fifteen years living in Japan and it is a shame that the common image of … More Eat That Burger

Flick. Clack.

Flick. He sits on the bench. A train will arrive soon. Clack. He sits trying to not think about the arriving train. He wants to board. To go home. To sleep. Flick. A lighter in his hand dances. Opens and closes. Clack. Again and again. Flick. People give him looks. Some frown. A few open … More Flick. Clack.

An Imposter Haiku

You don’t need to be A famous person to feel Like an Imposter

Like Son Like Father

I’ve had this stuffed animal since 1990. I’m sure of that because it is a little mogwai that I got when Gremlins 2 came out. Memory says that I saved up my allowance to get it, but who knows. This little stuffed animal has been with me through many stages of life. It came with … More Like Son Like Father

The Pepper, Pt 2

Tak smiled. He looked out the window of his sitting room and stared down upon the city below. The sun had just set and the painted sky had fully given way to inky black peppered with diamonds. But still below there was motion. He wondered how many families were soon to gather around a table … More The Pepper, Pt 2

My Little One’s Mohawk

Somethings always out a smile on my face. Joining that list is my little girl’s hair. Not only is it soft and fluffy, but it is also pretty punk rock. It’s current natural state of being is to stand straight up and kind of lean towards the middle, giving her a baby Mohawk. Combine that … More My Little One’s Mohawk

Sleep now

Not enough hours in the day to hold all the dreams I have for it.

A Bigger Joy

Yesterday I focused on my baby girl, today let me take a few moments to sing the praises of my son. And just to get it out of the way, don’t get crossed on the title. He isn’t a bigger emotion joy. But he is just plain bigger. Not only is there an almost four … More A Bigger Joy

Little Joys

By nature, I am not a morning person. If left on my own, I do tend to drift to a schedule where I both stay up and sleep later. At least, I think I do. I’ll be honest, it’s been a long while since I could put that to the test, but it feels right. … More Little Joys