I had to make a poster telling about a customer I met today and I ended it with a haiku summarizing the whole thing with my month’s tradition of hashmarks: #haiku, #NaPoWriMo and all. This no doubt will please some, confuse some and befuddle others and ain’t that just the goal of the month? Works for me!

Not the double dactyl that NaPoWriMo.net suggested but here you go, Day 29. The linked poet’s blog, Peter Roberts, I remember from last year. His #29 was just spot on and I especially appreciate his keeping with a theme all this time.

39.

For you a month
of dancing with words
is both long and short
a gavotte of rhyme and meter
meaning and theme
rising and skipping
from line to line
You write them on the page
or place them on a screen
and look and re-write
and look and re-type
and hope someone will read them
someone will find them
You learn some poems by heart
reciting in the quiet
drawing the words and meaning close.
Our songs we write together
I tell a verse and all repeat
we say it all together
when we’re ready we go on
with the next stanza
drawing on the story
spinning out the hymn
waves from mouth to ear
and stringing us all together
on an endless horizon
of song and memory.
We still remember, here
in the starlight, on the seas
We sing of time pouring forth
our tales and yours.

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.