Thursday, May 27, 2010


After watching a lecture on creativity from, Chris wrote . . .

He nears him, stalking, snarling,

His victim filled with glee,

His smile betrays his purpose

His prey can clearly see.

Still his mark, off balance,

Standing shakily,

Squeals, while tumbling rearward,

Hoping yet to flee.

Engrossed in giddy laughter

The chased scans tenderly

His pursuer’s features

Flushed with charity.

For the boy this dalliance

May slip from memory,

But, speaking as the father,

I’m glad that man is me.

This video shows the game they play.

And other vids of Chris and Cam's fun here.


Circe said...

Wow! That's great! You have a talent in poetry. Cute little guy in the tub, he's getting so big!

Brooke and Jonny said...

That is adorable Mar

Kaeli said...

oh geeze that kid is the cutest!