With tunes to hear
Searched from far and near
Simple click-add-play, click-stop
Defended, and guided, by a turtle with mohawk
My librarian,
Yes, all’s mine,
Sitting over there,
Reading, definitely wise.
My librarian,
Who helps me,
Finding — I need found,
Showing, just what I seek.
My librarian,
A wave - I shout "Yahoo!"
Hearkens to days of past,
Organized, structured too.
My librarian,
Clearly, new around here,
Finding and sharing each,
Dulcinea, my sweet love, I beg, I do beseech.
Google’s Lively…
Ecstatic you might say — or they, ok?
People’s avatars wandering
Randomly and every which way
A loosely coupled — styles and sizes, shaped-colored
With rooms big and small
Things-stuff-more all being sampled
Where many people have come to play — kick-hug-kiss-buddy
Who and what and why and to what end
We wait, and we drag and chat and say
Google’s Lively lively — bubbling, percolating activity
Just to what success will they have
And to what exact degree?
| The rockets and lights of the 4th they are still | |
| ziiiip | |
| Lingering full of family fun, memories | |
| wooosh | |
| Cool, sexy parties, a pre-show, an opener, | |
| pop | |
| Many can see and do say | |
| whirl | |
| To a greater, bigger, hotter | |
| zoom | |
| Excitinger glitter-boom-boom | |
| floosh | |
| The iPhone releases 3G | |
| bang | |
| On 7.11, today, the day, it is | |
| wrooo | |
| The lines all ready, fans many | |
| brrrooom | |
| Fans waiting, sweating the heat | |
| fwadoom | |
| Now getting the latest | |
| gazoom | |
| Incarnation, iteration, woh! inspiration | |
| arroooom | |
| Excitement exploding | |
| boom | |
| On this most exciting, | |
| Boom | |
| Friday, July day! | |
| BOOM | |
So here I am head down, working hard
Fingers flying, time passing with no regard
Saving typing, typing saving – quicker
With draft completed, mind starting to flicker
A walk, brief, refreshing, not long, is called for
To clear the mind, stretch the legs, helps me do more
Then back, sitting to make from Draft to Final
I click to load my Google Doc … But to no avail!
For minute by 10 to hour more again
All I can see is Server Error from 9am to 10
Was always cautious about online services
But, hey it was Google, they’re greatestest
If they can mess up, be crashed all the way down
What can we hope for all the others around
Definitely cannot count on the web2.0’s online
Now on, maybe forever, I’ll use paper and pen, just fine.
Passing my life. Time
Blurred by. Gone
The details art. Full
Experiences sung. When
Shared, laughed to. Night
At PC became day. Spring
Video and next. Ended
Journey of me and you. Tube
Down a gone. I
History protected done. Key
To my is mine. Us
Less ‘OK’ to they is not. Thing
Is wait I stop. Age
To protected when. Did
Do what when via. Come
Now know soon.
Recently, we have seen a new side,
One which we did not know was inside.
For years we screamed and complained,
Felt ignored, and many joined the Apple train.
The products just kept getting bigger,
Demanding more from us, and each computer.
There was a lot of blame going around,
Whose fault was it for losing this ground,
Bill and Microsoft said to be evil,
With size and heft huge, unmovable.
At least now we know, perhaps a small consolation,
That even you Bill, by Microsoft, was filled with frustration.
Outside I see the sun. And people
Having fun not working - work,
Playing games, lying down, holding hands,
Their hands, my left knee, warmed by the sun,
While my hand, my right, by laptop is heated.
Stuff with that must get done goes growing,
And the roaring rumblings and excitement beyond,
The glass distracting, diffracting, focus blurring
From the new site that up could totally, should be –
Surrendering, feeling forced, aside being cast,
To join the parties, laughs and smiles, visit the pool,
Website must wait, “under construction” it will be
Pausing launch - splash time and more will not.
