It is Difficult

 As I’ve said before, I enjoy structure in my pleasure writing – haikus, sonnets, whatever – I find them more fun for the challenge of the structure that is necessary.

I also create poems out of spam, lovingly called my Spam Haikus, which is pretty self-explanatory. Here is something a little different – this one started as a haiku, but there were so many cool words that I wanted to incorporate that I had to make it longer, so it’s more like my other versions of spam haikus.

I do this because I enjoy it, and it gives me a little mental exercise that is lacking in my day-to-day work life. It’s nice to get out and stretch every now and again, isn’t it?

It is difficult –
Your desires are vivid,
Little and ambitious.

Your usual delight
is juicy and simple –
Happy to use
a mass of fact for relaxation.

Better off saying “no”,
Sparing time and dreams
that can require
urgent and difficult
thinking.

The Best Way to Change

I look through my spam inbox frequently, which has resulted in Spam Haikus, a series of haiku poems using only words found in spam emails. It’s challenging and wonderful and makes me feel creative while I sit in a cubicle and stare at HTML text.

But since starting a blog, I’ve come across a new kind of spam. You all know the kind; comments that say things like

spam

and

spam

Well, some of these are strangely lovely, and I’ve decided to use their words (combined throughout the weeks) as part of a poem. All I’ve added is a bit of punctuation, and that’s more for my own sanity than anything else.

Here is is.

wishing for blogging
is not merely for safekeeping –
Luck is more advanced than search engines.

Money and freedom is the best way to change
what is so perfect about modern-day democracy
as well as the marketplace of ideas.

And irrespective,
Your perspective… is the best way to change.
i think it will be helpful.

this method climbs into your current kidney
inflicting indication within just a number –
a fastidious one.

Shiny
really does understand gentle generating looks
Nevertheless, confused.

As strange as it is, I’m awfully fond of this. Although, I sincerely believe that it can be summed up in the last line.

 

Real Cowboys Wear Bow Ties

I came across the top picture in my Facebook feed, and felt the need to modify it.

cowboys

You’re welcome, Whovians.

 

So, this happened…

Ever have one of those days where you start out just wishing everything would go away so you could go to sleep, and then something happens that just hypes you up so that you are able to get through the rest of the day with a pleasant smile on your face?

No? Just me?

Well, today was like that for me, and here’s the person responsible.

I was scrolling through my Facebook stalker feed today when I got to work (as I am wont to do), and this popped up.

I seriously giggle every time I see this. It needs to be my background photo on my computer to look at when I'm having a bad day.

This is my friend Erica, and yes, she is being a badass at work.

I know it’s only the beginning of June, but I think this is the funniest thing I’ve seen all month. I seriously giggle every time I see this. It needs to be my background photo on my computer to look at when I’m having a bad day.

Apparently, Erica is going to a wedding today, and can only curl her hair with sponge rollers. Because her office (my former office) is really laid back, she decided to wear her curlers to work, looking like a housewife from one of the square states.

And it is awesome.

If you think that this picture is amazing (which it is, so don’t be afraid to admit it), you should check out the blog she started when she ran off to Vegas to get married. Seriously, she can spit out pop culture references like nobody’s business, and working with her was what kept me sane the last few months of that job.

Eerily Human

I find it eerily human,
the way a motionless squirrel
lies in the road:
Hips splayed,
arm thrown out,
fingers reaching for the haven of a branch.

No, I'm not going to have a picture of a dead squirrel. Here's a picture of a road in Niagara Falls. You can still see the falls a bit in the background, even though it was frozen.

No, I’m not going to have a picture of a dead squirrel – I’m not heartless. Here’s a picture of a road in Niagara Falls.

Updated: Just after I posted this poem, I had the following conversation with my man-friend:

Sometimes, he's ridiculous.

Sometimes, he’s ridiculous.

The Obscured Human

The obscured human,
Fearing my God, will benefit –
That interested trust.

George

Work Like a Secret

Here we are again. It’s funny what your spam email can tell about your life.

Work like a secret,

Consuming all the forces

Known to you and all.

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