Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

The first time I saw sundogs

The first time I saw sundogs-

Late afternoon, winter, facing southwest.

There it was, the fabled parhelion.

For all the world like a Tucker coming

At you full lit and head on.

I wanted to grab someone and say,

“Look!  Look! Those are sundogs!”

But there was no one to be found.

The times in my life when I’ve overcome.

Worked and worked until the deed was done,

Nobody got it.

“Look! Goddamn! The flash is working!

I made the graphics!  I hand-coded it!”

A look, a nod.  “Yeah, yeah. Good job.”

Don’t try to get a film noir fan

To watch your anime.

They won’t get it*.


*Unless it’s “Perfect Blue”…maybe.

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