Friday, March 08, 2013

 

Haiku Friday: Gadgets







We are surrounded by, and depend on, our gadgets. iPhones, Blackberries, iPads, music players... these and a thousand others populate our world and either delight or bedevil us. Let's haiku about them today!

Here is mine:

First-version Game Boy,
Like a giant brick of fun
I miss it's beep/bloops!

Now it is your turn... just make sure there is a gadget in there, and 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 5 in the third...

Comments:
Flux capacitor:
to travel through time, perhaps,
or a hoverboard ...

Hoverboard sounds fun!
Marty makes it look easy,
but I'd break my neck.
 
Still don't really grasp
how memory function works
on my calcultor
 
Or how to spell calculator
 
Larson's Razor is
a Motorola marvel,
An anachronism.
 
Lag behind tech curve
no 3G, 4G, texting
still use a flip phone

Laptop challenges
In home WiFi barely works
Windows 8, shoot me...
 
Trying to keep this
short enough so that I can
Tweet it on my phone.

 
THE DUCHESS HATELOVES HERCOMPUTER

My want is not,to
Exist solely,inside a
Seductive hum box.

Morns,her siren call,
Captivates me.Music I
Did not Invent.Hordes.

Of humans sere and
Green fresh,or with middle-aged
Causes clamor LOUD.

Consideration!
Victorian silk swishes them
Gone.Zombies won't go.

It is a tree of
Life unpruned.Adam and Eve
Play with snakes...Knowledge?

 
Desktop telephone
With a touch pad,do tell.
It still works very well.
 
Three-pronged granny fork
Mixes better than a whisk
And easy to clean
 
my mother had a
fear of inanimate objects
I did not listen

cars break down at the
farthest distance from our home
and I do not learn

computers crash only
on unsaved stuff that is good
and I try again

pens only leak when
they are stored in your good clothes
and when you arrive

I no longer fear
inanimate objects, I fear
I have become one

Dad













 

LET'S SEE YOU MAKE LOVE TO A PHONE

Wine poured: Geoffrey texts.
Salad tossed:His mom calls.Steaks: Googles. Dessert: Not me.
 
She never travelled
Without this Buzz Contraption--Her
Love Dream magic wand.
 
You twirl,Ballerina
Of steel,through cork into maroon
Quaff sensual.Ah!
 
Per favore,remove "You" from haiku above first line to make required five syllables. Grazie!
 
Un-gadget-related haiku:

You misused pronouns
The word is its and not it's
I'm not OCD!
 
Anon.--

Um, yes you are. Isn't there a medication for that?
 
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