Wordle – Dr. Surf – a rant poem -December 30, 2014

Oh this conceited android!
This stupid illeistic dude
full of peppy mischief …
(my mind begins to fizzle …
I spew … I strangle yes I gurgle -)
it tells me that my modem (IT)
has gone off-line,
crashing me into a cyber cess-pit
at the intersection
between W.P.* and Blogger.

Up pops that draftsack ‘giggling’:
“your phone line is disconnected”
(though the lights are all aglow)
with that fixed quirky smile
its ridicule is plain …
I stammer, almost scream,
envisioning roughened bricks
or heavy chains of zinc
to beat in its electronic brain …

So, here I write enraged …
before this glowing screen
linked to this closed off ghetto
made of (uni)code
in heated human exasperation …

Then up it pops up once more …
Dr. Surf ** always smiling tells me
now (maybe) I can publish
since the modem’s back on-line
again.

© G.s.k. ‘14

 

* WordPress
** The diagnostic tool on my Asus modem

I think it’s rather clear that since I got up this morning I’ve been having connection problems … this happens rather often lately and I can’t figure out what the problem is, since the phone company refuses to come out and look at their lines …  >:-(

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The wordle contains 12 words those words are:

  1. Conceit
  2. Android
  3. Illeist (A person who refers to themselves in the 3rdperson)
  4. Fizzle
  5. Zinc
  6. Mischief
  7. Brick
  8. Strangle
  9. Intersection
  10. Ghetto
  11. Ridicule
  12. Draftsack (a bag of garbage, figuratively a big belly)

Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie

Rondelet practice

Rondelet 1

No words come
my mind has become a blank
No words come
and I just feel so very numb
Whom do I have to thank
For this malicious and awful prank
No words come

Rondelet 2

That’s life
One of my favorite sayings, yes,
That’s life
When I want to belie the sense of strife
Sometimes thing are just a mess
But there’s no use to swear I guess
That’s life

Rondelet 3

Yes, it’s a strange conjunction
That our world is passing through
Yes, it’s a strange conjunction
Seems nothing can really function
From human affairs to the WordPress Crew
Whatever is a goddess to do
Yes, it’s a strange conjunction

Rondelet 4

Ok, now I’ve almost calmed down
written awhile and seems that all is fine
Ok, now I’ve almost calmed down
I think I’ll take a walk downtown
Maybe it’s some mysterious sign
That I’m feeling so divine
Ok, now I’ve almost calmed down

 

Quatern: Black and White World

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Black and White World

Tired…I want a black and white world.
Without angry passionate reds!
Gone forever dark blue sadness!
Hide from me the green of envy!

A life without shades of somber grey,
Tired…I want a black and white world.
Gone those saturated contrasts,
Give me a world of neutral tones.

A world of unified belief,
Without strife, war and injured grief.
Tired…I want a black and white world.
Of common goals and forbearance.

I’m weary of this mortal coil,
And lest I soon should look away,
I feel that I must surely expire!
Tired…I want a black and white world.

For Black and White Friday