Day 27 #Haiku for National Poetry Month

Every night there’s a few left over haiku, palate cleansers I guess. Now it’s time to go read a bit before sleep. Early day tomorrow.

The first haiku is a question I was asked at work today by a woman who basically knew little about computers but had some strong opinions about what she wanted to learn about them (here’s a metaphysical question for you – should a log in ID really be any different than a password? Aren’t they really all the same thing?)

The second is my later response to the question. I replied that I was both and was told emphatically that this wasn’t possible because SHE was an artist and SHE didn’t know ANYthing about computers. I felt myself straightening up a bit and I seriously said “computers are just another tool to use. Like anything else you learn how to use, to do the things you want to do.”

I was asked today
Are you a Geek or artist?
By one who’s neither

Oh no I’m both and
The Queen of All My Domains.
Everything’s a tool.
(I really wanted this last line to be Code is Poetry apologies to WordPress)

When April’s over
poets don’t fade into May
they just take a nap.

Immortality
the parents see it shining
in all their children.

Parents modelling
the way of life eternal
the cycle of life.

believe in the good
it doesn’t really matter
what you may call it

if you look for gnomes
they may be hidden from sight
or out in plain view

Leaf for umbrella
garden fairy waits for rain
to pass over us.