Poems

A cat
Gets used to things
And when said things suddenly change
That's when a cat
Fights back

What deeds
When one looks back
Elicit pride in the doing
And having done
Such that a life has accomplished
And left better
What was
Found

New surroundings
Everything everywhere is friction
Like sandpaper
Eroding the texture of thought
Then you come home
And everything is soft silk sheets
Perfect normal

Today I learned
Go(lang)
Is really strange

Today I learned
Assumptions can cause more problems
Than I figured
And I thought they could cause a lot

Today I learned
Well actually I remembered
Why I avoid
Using Git on the command line

Today I learned
Granting the correct permissions
Is hit and miss

Today I learned
The key to success and delight
Is enough sleep

Just a light snack
For two
Immense dragons

Are most people
Moral
Reputable
Honest
Just
And good?
Or is evil
Winning?
Are the bad ones
Legion
Or simply loud?

Today I learned
Good occupancy detection
Is difficult

Today I learned
That there's a lot I need to learn
About Ruby

Today I learned
That I've been thinking way too small
And bigger thoughts
Excite

Today I learned
This light in a dark industry
Is much brighter
Than I ever hoped it would be
Please do not dim

Today I learned
A lot
Like, a whole lot
And so
My brain melted

Loud
City
Disconcerting
Whereas
Mute
City
Unsettling

I thought I knew
But then
Out of the blue
Something
New

Life can be quite overwhelming
And yet sometimes
It all seems quite manageable
Those times are lies
Of course

I'm ready now
But it's still days and days away
So I'm waiting
But I'm really ready right now

Snow melts
Everything blooms
Eyes itch
Mucus dribbles
Thus confirming spring's arrival

I'm pretty sure
My chores
Breed

Fool me once
It must be April Fools
Fool me twice
Is it still April Fools?
Fool me thrice
So is it midnight yet?

Taxes
Suck

Poem?
But so sleepy...
Maybe a poem about sleep?
It could have sheep!
One sheep two sheep three sheep four sheep

A butterfly key flaps its wings
Nothing happens
Or a character appears twice
Or perhaps once
And it's been like that for four years
So I suppose
AirPower must be worse than that
How could that be?
Maybe it set things on fire

Green
Cars go
Gold
Cars slow
Red
Cars woah

The offer has been accepted
And thus begins
An unexpected adventure

Hey Apple Watch
You can't expect me to stand up
When I'm covered
In cats

Sorry
You're incorrect
My cats
Are actually
The cutest to ever exist
Common mistake

Every day takes place on a bridge
Your past behind
Stretching far into the distance
Future in front
Veiled in the fog of mystery
The bridge itself
Sometimes solid and durable
And sometimes not
But it's your bridge no matter what

Apple
I've been patient
Please make a standalone display
With modern stuff
Retina
Thunderbolt 3
And no Dell logo in my face
My credit card
Awaits

Motivation
Where oh where have you gone my friend?
We're a great team
So please
Come back to me
Because the apartment's a mess

Changing something
For the sake of changing something
Is often change
Of the most deplorable kind

When words come out
And those words are ill considered
And they do harm
You wish
You wish them back
You wish you could do it over
But you cannot
Those words
They were uttered
And the damage they did is done
It's too late now
There are only three things to do:
Apologize
Learn a lesson from the mistake
Write poetry

Taylor Street Coffee Shop
Your breakfasts
Are San Francisco's best
If only
I could be inside you
More often

Want to drain all my energy?
Have me write code
To solve a new-to-me problem
While others watch
With a fairly short time limit

The day before
A quite important tomorrow
Unusual
And yet
Pretty mundane
But of course it's just the prelude
When I wake up
I will find out which direction
In which my life
Is aimed

Knowing the rules
Is absolutely essential
To break them well

People watching
Lots of fun on a normal day
At comic con
An order of magnitude more

Mew
Mew mew
Mew mew mew mew
Raven?
Mew mew mew mew
Come here
Mew mew mew mew
Where in the world are you Raven?
Mew mew mew mew
Oh yeah
Mew mew mew mew
You refused to leave the closet
Mew mew mew mew
So you were trapped when I closed it
Mew mew mew mew
And now I need to let you out
Mew mew mew mew
There
Mew
You're free!
Mew mew mew mew...
Hey now
It's your own fault
You need to be responsible
Be less stubborn
And learn lessons when this happens
You understand?
Raven?
Mew!
Language!

It seems to me
Cats can taste the flavor of warmth
They're discerning
The texture of some heat relished
Some rejected
They seem to prefer people heat
Like heat from laps
But heat from butts is their favorite
For seats and chairs
Very shortly after standing
Are rapidly
Annexed

I cherish days like this
Things worked out
We learned several new things
Got good news
Made some decent progress
Shared smiles
Laughed and giggled and loved
You might say
Today was a good day
And perhaps
Tomorrow will be too

Daylight savings
Should be taken out back and shot
And shot again
Just to make absolutely sure

I am not a poet
But I am
Someone who writes poems

Learning how something magic works
Kills the magic
For some
But for others
Such knowledge imparts the power
To cast new spells

"Hey guys"
A common phrase
Said by everyone everywhere
Who even cares
But what if one person did care
Just one person
If changing one tiny habit
Could spark some joy
Or help someone feel included
Why not do that
There are many alternatives
"Hey everyone"
"Hi folks"
"Sup?"

What is bedtime
What temporal prison have we made
What can we do
What hour is best for our rest
What defines truth
What can we really say of sleep
What is bedtime

Today I learned
How to count things and draw a line
In other words
I know how Machine Learning works

Almost midnight
Would be a shame to break my streak
So this must do

The coffee shop:
I see someone with their laptop
I see their screen
I see all their desktop icons
I see chaos
I see something I could not stand
And I judge them
I judge them knowing I should not
I know I'm wrong
I know those icons are not them
I should not look
And I should not judge when I do
But I do look
And judgement rushes out of me
Like a dam burst

No one likes to take the trash out
But everyone
Likes the trash to be taken out

If you debate
To figure out who is correct
Then let us talk
But if being victorious
Is your sole aim
Kindly
Shut your pie hole

There is a chance
That the arrangement of debris
After a storm
Appears to be intentional
Or creative
Likewise
There is a chance
A developer may write code
That seems to work
Before they read and understand
What is written
Within the documentation

I saw the code
Code written by somebody else
And what I felt
Was a mix of terror and rage
As if in hell

It is centered
But it looks like it's off-center
Is it centered?
Math: Yes
People: No way
For safety or performance: Yes
For astehtics
For us
No

Today I saw
Upon my digital display
A simple name
Which described a variable
And in that name
I found enough detail to know
What in the heck
All this code was trying to do
And things were clear
For the name was not too simple
And the author
Did not assume I could read minds
Which filled my heart
And caused me to weep tears of joy

Hey, universe
Did you have a hand in all this?
Or is it chance?
Am I just bouncing randomly?
Who's in charge here?
Is luck a product of effort?
Or is this fate?
I ask knowing there's no answer
But I must ask

If a sheet is too small
Those below
Will know no rest at all

Poison can smell sweet like a rose
So choose with care
For a terrific tomorrow
You need wisdom
Today

Sometimes helping others
Reminds us
That we can help ourselves

My aptitude for focusing
(on distractions)
Would utterly overwhelm you

And there it is
Light at the end of the tunnel
It's visible
It's real and tangible and good
Yet at this sight
I find that I am overwhelmed
Seeing the end
Means seeing the span that remains
And that distance
It is too much to contemplate
So I look down
I see my feet in the darkness
I breathe deeply
I focus on taking a step
One simple step
Knowing that each small step adds up
That each propels
That together small steps are huge
More than a match
For any overwhelming span
These little steps
Will get me where I want to go
Out of the dark
To a point where I can look up
And look around
And not drown in the spectacle

How much further
Would humanity have progressed
If it wasn't
For all these godforsaken chores?
I'd probably
Be swimming in a lake on Mars
Whereas instead
I have to go to the store for
Frozen breakfasts

Why am I always so surprised
By APIs?
Why does the behavior I see
Lack clarity?
Why is it that what's written down
Causes a frown?
It seems that no one tested this
So much amiss...
Create, read, update, and delete
No real great feat
The docs contradict the response
With nonchalance
So what am I supposed to do?
Find something new?
The alternative could be worse!
Another curse!
I'll try to do the best I can...
But a wise man
He would probably go buy a shed
And raise chickens
Instead

Texture and tone
of space
of ignorance
of dearth
of vacancy
of gaps
of deepest sea
of sleep
of coldest cold
of want
of hidden things
of need
of savagery
of lust
of the shadows
of no light or warmth or knowledge
of all the ends
of last
Black

Gorgeous rainbow
When the wide spectrum converges
Something new forms
Much more than the sum of its parts
Brilliant and bright
No longer strictly a color
Dark's enemy
Bright white

So here we are
At the edge of the visible
There's more beyond
But such colors are not for us
We have limits
But there's a lot inside our lines
Much to play with
So many hues to see and use
Like my favorite
So bold it keeps my smile lit
Vivid violet

Such a vast sky
With clouds and birds soaring so high
And deep ocean
So alive with constant motion
Above, below
Such color wherever we go
Another hue
Won't do
So here's to you
Color
Blue

One tiny seed
Grows up
Grows left and right
Grows down
Grows all around
Grows tall
Grows far and wide
Grows new seeds for the countryside
Grows a long time
Grows wise
Grows and then dies
Green tree

A central force second to none
Beautiful sun
The brightest of all flying high
Master of sky
A toasty life-giving notion
Long explosion
An energy lending fellow
Glowing yellow

The passionate rage of nature
All consuming
It evolves into heat and light
A burning roar
Harnessed
Captured and bent
A gateway to technology
Tempting danger
Primal
Bright orange fire

A kiss
With tender lips
A sweet exchange where much is said
Those silent words
Hue of
Red

I built something
Now I stand on the precipice
Before release
Such a terrifying prospect
Will it take flight?
Plummet?
Or even worse...
Will those I built it for not care?
What once was mine
I will now share with everyone
Much can go wrong
But hard work and luck may unite
So now it's time
Time for my collection of fears
To be toppled
By hopeful possibility
Time to find out
What provocative thing comes next
Time at long last
To ship

It's all been said
Except
For what hasn't

So many splendid ideas
Are held captive
By those who fear to set them free

Self-imposed rules
Promises with so much promise
Yet so fragile
They bend and break effortlessly
But why is that?
Do we simply lack discipline?
Or do these keys
Not fit the locks we think they did?

What is the world
If not a huge ball of chaos
With a veneer
Of order and calm and peace and
Where is our strength
In the facade or the maelstrom?

Can a sunset contain such powerful beauty
That all would weep at such?
Or is there someone who would never shed a tear
No matter how sublime?

Snow
Is rain
That said "no rush"

The relentless march of time is
Not a surprise
The knowledge that we will die is
Not a surprise
The intersection of these is

When a thousand things must be done
Why does my brain
Urge me to do nothing at all?
Maybe it fears
The colossal weight of so much
Will crush me flat
Perhaps if I remind it that
Each task alone
Is of a manageable weight
I'd be able
To lift
One

One who disdains
The pains and perils of progress
Is left behind

If the error message is not
Clear and helpful
Where then
Is the true fault?

Sometimes when you create something
Like a poem
You think, "Nope, not publishing that!"
And then you frown
For you have to publish something
Perhaps this one?

A gracious host
Sets their Bluetooth speaker to pair
With anyone
But if they fail to turn it off
Sudden music
Is a surprising wake up call

Sunlight
Brilliant and bright
Born in the dense core of our star
It took tens of thousands of years of random bouncing to escape
Then eight minutes of cold freedom
Until landing
To show us what there is to see

Knowledge of possibility
Means just as much
As the laws that govern nature

The best thing about being sick
Is a parent
Or friend
Or your partner
Making sure you're taken care of
That's my focus
Not debilitation and pain
But love and care
(That and lots of television)

"Yes"
A word
With such power
One yes equals a thousand noes
Because each yes demands payment in renouncement and sacrifice
Each yes needs time we can't replace
So be careful
Saying
"Yes"

Roll a large boulder up a hill
Once at the top
Pushing is no longer needed
Instead you run
Giving chase with wind rushing by
And soon the hill
Once large and intimidating
Is behind you
So like gravity not helping
Until you crest
Motivation will not appear
Until you work

What if
I hurled my tasks
Off a cliff into the ocean
And instead of all this complicated tech stuff I just made art
Oh that's right I need to pay bills
Sorry ocean
No tasks coming your way today
Let's get back to
Functions
Variables
Objects
And APIs

Change
"No thanks"
Change is a must
"I hate doing things differently"
Change is inevitable and required for you to flourish
"But I'm so comfortable right now"
Change doesn't care
"What about–"
Change

Every day some time is wasted
Perhaps a lot
Sometimes there's nothing you can do
But typically
How much is really up to you

How can it work
How can I discover success
Where can I go
Where is triumph hiding from me
Will I find it
Will I have the strength to go on
What if I fail
What if the work is for nothing
Why can't I win
Why can't I have all these answers
I crave answers
I would be free with these answers
I could relax
No more questions means no more toil
No more struggle
No more pressure to move forward
No more effort
No more
Oh

I went in the bedroom to wake her
But she was dreaming
Her hand twitched a little and then a lot
A few more minutes

That fragile thing
Up high
The cat sees it
And knows exactly what to do
A gentle nudge
One paw
Crash

“The soup is hot”
Some will abide those words and wait
Others will not
For them the burn is the teacher

Fifteen days into these poems
Writers block strikes
This was quite inevitable
But luckily
Reflection reveals a way out

Every day we stand on the shoulders of giants
But are they giants now?
They were as flawed and frightened as we are today
They failed and succeeded
They built upon what their predecessors gave them
We build on their genius
They provided what we need to take the next step
And they provided more
Their faults provide us with incredible wisdom
We can take better steps
Our foundation can be their triumphs or mistakes
We can choose the best path
With what they gave us we can do better than them
We are the giants now

One
Penny
Doubled daily
Is a very quick path to wealth

With each step forward
It seems like I take two steps back
But I'm moving
And I have a great dance partner

What should it cost?
How much value does it provide?
What is joy worth?
How can you measure happiness?

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A shower knob turned one degree
Office chair height
Color
How a shirt feels
An extra tug on shoelaces
Display brightness
Kerning
Music volume
Details!
Some relevant
Some not
But it depends
On who is reading the poem

I've stared at it
I've given it a lot of thought
I've asked for help
I've watched the YouTube videos
This fitted sheet
Will not
Fold

The big white tent
Judges
A quirky pair
One dozen nervous and happy
The signature
Uncertain technical challenge
A showstopper
Mixing
Don't overwork
Proving
Patience is key
Kneading
Bye frustrations
Folding
Get those layers
Chilling
It has to set
Adorn
Steady your hands
Oven
Sit on the floor
Triumphs
Catastrophes
A pause to reflect on the rise
Style and substance
A nice irregular structure
Look at that shine
Oh no
Soggy bottom
Raw dough
Flavor comes through
It works
You pulled it off
Relief
Scrummy handshakes
Pure bliss
Considered deliberation
One is crowned star
But wait
One says goodbye
Tears of sadness and tears of joy
Weekend complete
But soon those remaining compete
So on your marks
Get set
Bake

Which of many steps is most important?
The first is the plunge
Nothing exists without a beginning
The last wraps things up
A journey in progress is not complete
And the steps between...
Some small, some large, some quite remarkable
Which step weighs the most?
Or is there a better question to ask?

A cat on the end of the bed
Aloof beauty
She knows nothing of rent and bills

What did you do today?
Who smiled?
Why?

What errand would stimulate creativity and foster joy...
Perhaps writing poems daily?
Hark, a website!

New year
So much to do
Yet I'm up late, writing poems