The Lines Of Man: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

The lines of man bridge/
ancient geographic gaps, but/
can’t block the full moon.

Convertible Cottonwood Blizzard: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Parking my ragtop/
under cottonwoods creates/
a blizzard inside.

An unusual/
river flows north. I paddle/
against it, then drift.

Does my muse know it’s/
technology witholding /
creativity?

OR
Do muses know that/
technology withholds my/
creativity?

We weed and mow. Why?/
Millions spend weekends growing/
meaningless green forts.

OR
We weed and mow. Why?/
Millions spend weekends to grow/
meaningless nothings.

When Damocles’ swords/
always hang over your head,/
why procrastinate ?

Social butterflies/
should cocoon sometimes to more/
develop themselves.

Inspiration is/
hindered by technology./
Where’s pen and paper?

Twenty-two year old/
strawberry-rhubarb jam still/
tastes great! We done good.

It is amazing/
how technology can slow
down your life so much.