I know I promised I was going to take “the hardest test in the world” and write a cohesive, coherent essay in three hours on the word “deployments.” I started it, I really did…and then, curse my short attention span, I got trapped in Peter’s Haiku Generator website, and I’m still generating these random little poems, a little too happily, might I add! It’s my new addiction. That is just one more thing that I have found about deployment separations: you each have more time to devote to new things. I’ve learned that I really love the idea of using a piece of technology to randomly generate artistic things. It’s just cool to the ridiculous factor of a hundred…and, no, I don’t know exactly how cool that is, but “pretty nifty” ought to cover it.
Here are a few that I really liked:
Poetry splashes.
Badly walking wonder falls.
The young women walk.
Happiness bites joy.
Spices burn and flowers melt.
A hunted boat waits.
Since I’m a kitty cat mama, this one made me laugh. Imagine the consternation of said feline:
A cat hates a hair.
Soft, roughly ugly tail turns.
Midday carouses.
Another thing deployment separations can do is to heighten any sort of emotion you may already be feeling. So, I put the next couple into categories that might crop up during the time apart, and let the computer generator speak for me:
Fear –
The baskets bell roots.
A death twists weaker boots.
A surface sniggers.
Explosions collapse.
Hell gibbers then weak thirst vaults.
Selfish fear whirls whips.
Loneliness –
Shivering, gifts laugh.
Flaccid indifference slips.
Temple’s bell fluid.
Blackly full snow runs.
Rain sometimes fears the lovers.
Small heaven scolds lakes.
Joy –
Leaves flutter the birds.
Gold rain scolds playing autumn.
Soft judges eat rain.
The blooms spin clowns.
Walking selfless cherries sing.
An apricot talks.
Smoke perfumes the boats.
Smashing, kind wisdom spreads toys.
Gems mesmerize truth.
Happiness –
Shining spring giggles.
Quivering, the gems whisper.
A sun conceals cats.
Love – (Always more of this than anything else…no matter the distance, no matter the separation time, no matter what!)
A lover flutters.
The lakes plunder eagerness.
Foolish stanzas splash.
Heat transforms water.
The unknown birds kiss towers.
Blooms paint cherries.
Hands walk and spring squeals.
A balloon leaps and lakes walk.
A lover responds.
A bauble spins love.
Eagerly young earth giggles.
The lovers frolic.
So, yes, I seem to be lost in the maze of computer generated emotions and won’t be getting into Oxford anytime soon. Ah, well, maybe it wasn’t to be. It could be worse, I suppose. I could be trapped in a website that randomly generates dirty limericks…hmm, hold that thought, I’ll get back to you on how that goes. :->
While messing with randomly generated poems, I also produced two of my own Haiku. I’m pretty pleased with them, as I wanted them to embody all the best that a deployment can be. The first is the unbreakable connection that our little family of cats and coupledom creates for me, even when I’m sleeping, away from him.
A light cat shimmers.
Cascading laughter chirrups.
This dream in the night.
And, since my other addiction is the LunaPic photo editor website, I combined this next Haiku with the messy art I’m enjoying fashioning of late.
Some sweet wind darkens.
Luminous husband stirs.
Time out of our lives.
So, after this artistic interlude, I promise to get back to the serious occupation of blogging about how much fun deployments can be, dammit! ;->
Peace, Love, and Artistic Tolerance for all!
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