The other day I was sitting in a very small room in my house and I realized that I had some spare time on my hands. Because I have a full keyboard on my phone I often use it to write notes, lists and text messages, but I had never used it to write any prose or poetry. I thought it a waste to have a mini typewriter with me at all times and never writing my thoughts down at any length longer than 144 characters of a twitter.
So I wrote this poem:
Through, within, and surrounding all
The spirit floats and petals fall
Just as though the noonday sun
Throughout the evening is undone
And though he may become a friend
The least of these is to defend
And onward you the voice commands
As humans join with Bono fans
Now, this is a pretty great peice of poetic work. But I wasn’t satisfied. I thought that I should do more with my electronic sidekick. But I didn’t.
Here is a picture of my son Maverick. (weird ending huh?)
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