Fall, when the leaves go
I ask only for one thing
Rains not be endless
haiku
A haiku to the heat
Today it got up to 30C or something. I was not expecting this.
Wear your shorts and tees
And seek shade under the trees
Pray for any breeze
Not great, but better than an AI could do, and I’m pretty sure I burned less energy coming up with it (especially brain energy).
(I do like the scandalous use of rhyming each line, though.)
I have nothing to say
I think my brain is temporarily broken. I’m in one of those weird phases where the more I try to think of something to blog about, the less I can think of anything to write.
I want to be more positive, and that narrows down possible topics because, let’s face it, complaining about stuff is easy and fun. Fun for a time, at least.
Instead, I’ll just post this haiku about not being able to write anything.
A haiku to an absence of words I sit down to write My brain shuts off at the thought Words huddle inside
10 more posts to go
I fell way behind on my unofficial goal of 2 posts per day on the blog, and still have 10 more to go. Can I do it? Maybe. Should I? Maybe!
Here’s a haiku on perseverance I just made up:
Perseverance You think and then do You ponder what you have made Do more anyway
Haiku to an empty mind
I’m having a challenging time coming up with blog topics today. I looked over my blog topic list and was left completely uninspired. So a haiku:
Haiku to an empty mind I try to think thoughts But my brain says uh uh, no OK I'll just sleep
A haiku about the warmth of the sun
It was hot today. But if I had to choose between 40C and -40C, I’d go with 40C.
I mean, really, I’d choose something nice in-between, but if I had to pick because of an important movie plot or something, I’d go with the warmer. I dislike being cold.
Anyway, the haiku:
The warmth of the sun Just like a beach boy The warmth of the sun calls me Rays of light and tan
Going to bed on time, AI-style
I asked ChatGPT to write a haiku about going to bed on time:
Slumber beckons me, Timely rest embraces night, Dreams weave gentle peace.
I mean, it’s OK. At least it’s not secret code to start building SkyNET. AFAIK.
A haiku to travelling by car
You get in the car Your bladder instantly screams Rest area please
Haiku to April showers, 2023 edition
April Showers A refreshing rain Everything is lush and green You are getting soaked
And the ChatGPT version:
AI-pril Showers Raindrops on petals April showers bring new life Spring's rebirth begins
One of us perhaps appreciates the rain more.
A haiku to Daylight Saving Time
I had no issue getting up this morning after the “spring forward” due to the switch to Daylight Saving Time. It’s one hour, I don’t get the big deal. People are weird. And I appreciate the extra hour of daylight in the evening, it feels welcoming and inviting. So here’s a haiku to the time switch.
Daylight Saving Time Spring forward today Body clock forced to adjust But now run at night!
Although I’ve switched mostly to running in the morning, I like the option of being able to run in the evening, which has its own ambience and positives. And it’s just generally nice to have a stretch of daylight after dinner, it lets the day unwind more gradually, unlike winter where it’s pitch black at 6 p.m. and you feel weird going outside.
Anyway, that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it. Next stop: Permanent Daylight Saving Time! (please)
I don’t know what to write, send help!
Actually, it’s probably more than I can’t focus long enough to sit down and write something. In any case, I intend to start cranking up the old writing machine in the next few days, seeing if I can hit a goal of an average of two posts per day for the month (62 total). As of right now, I am 10 posts behind. That’s a lot of McTopics. I need to get cracking.
Here’s a haiku to start. I even wrote it myself instead of outsourcing it to ChatGPT!
Time to Write Time to get writing Put fingers on the keyboard Magic gushes out
Er, maybe I’ll try another haiku tomorrow.
The un-peace
I asked ChatGPT (now my best friend) to write a haiku about noisy neighbours upstairs, and it nailed it.
Early morning steps Upstairs neighbour stomps around Peaceful dreams now gone
I have nothing to add.