WEATHER HAIKU

The days are scorching
And it’s just as hot at night
When will it cool down
         ljm

is a kind of wound
pool shot where cue ball pockets
done to an itch, scratch

I want to dance
with you
someday
to all of our
sweetest songs
in the dark
with only the
light of the moon
& trillions of stars
drifting above us.

One computer, two computer
Three computer, four
Shed a tear of happiness
As five comes through the door.

The last one was demented
Made life a living Hell
Devised new ways to torture me
And did it oh so well.

This new one is an iMac
Just like the one before
But maybe not as crazy-
I can’t take that any more.

The only thing I’m asking:
That it do as it is told.
Don’t make new rules in secret
Leaving me out in the cold.

Leave the curser where I put it
Don’t erase what I type in
Don’t correct my unique spellings
That is not a game you win.

Don’t crash just as I finish
Some complicated rhyme.
Erasing all my poetry
Would be a major crime.
ljm