Analogue Haiku

I found some of my analogue 5-7-5 haiku poems.

Thought I would put them on the blog.

These haiku were written sometime over the past four years.

It not only rained all day.. It rained for about three months solid!

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Nothing beats a woodburning fire. 

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Sitting on a park bench, lovely view that day, bees buzzing, Sun shining, perfect.

Though we would have enjoyed it a bit more if not for the lingering faint smell of warm sun dried dog crap!  

Ahh the joys of a British Summer down on the beach.

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Photo taken on Selsey Beach, West Sussex. Beautiful day.

Mr Cormorant happily sits and ponders the Universe.

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Analogue vs Digital.

A typical analogue Haiku capture device.

Computers love them or Hate them, they are here to stay.

I love the computer, I hate the computer, I don't want a computer, I need a computer!!

Never happy with the digital, always a niggling in the back of the mind that I'm being conned into accepting the tablets, iphones, WiFi, Internet etc.

I realise I'm being a hypocrite, for here I am typing away on a laptop, and posting on a blog.

No matter... I use the computer like I use a car. It gets me from A to B.

But a typewriter is a whole different machine. 

Those old analogue type machines have a life of their own.

Clunky keys, smooth keys, no electric or batteries required. 

Always ready to type, low maintenance, plus they can withstand lots of key bashing. 

Plus, if you happen to tip a whole mug of tea over a typewriter it will more than likely continue to happily punch out words.  Try that with a laptop, and you can guess what would happen!.

The laptop I write on will probably last a couple of years, if I look after it!

My old "Baby Empire" typewriter on the other hand is already 83 years old and still going strong.

Dreaming of Barsoom's Clouds

June 4th 2014  - 21h 30m UT  - Schmidt C8 Celestron x220 - A:III

Outside observing tonight at 10h 20m BST. Still not quiet dark, plenty of fast moving clouds, though with enough gaps to have a decent look at Mars, Arcturus, the Moon and Jupiter.

Mars is now noticeably much smaller, though the north polar cap is still evident and bright.

A white misty patch in the seven oclock position..... I wonder if it's a dust cloud formation?.

"CLOUDS!  imagine that   :0) .... yes maybe its a cloud bank"  my mind started wandering at this point....BARSOOM !!!

Jupiter next ..... washed out and watery, hovering as it did over Gilberts' house.

There have been many times when the neighbouring roof tops have thrown my planetary viewing into turmoil, tonight was one of them. Poor old Jupiter had an attack of the wobbles.

This year I have managed my fair share of sketches of Jupiter, so I can't really complain about this evenings wobbly Jovian dance..

It's by now 11.30pm and a cool breeze whispers its arrival.... I need to grab a jumper and wooly hat! .......maybe it's time to pack up Schmidt, and head back into the warmth of the house.

Tonight I spent about an hour circling Arcturus, Mars and Jupiter...  the time flew by quickly ...though I did  spend a fair bit of that hour Dreaming of Barsoom..

Haiku time......

the clouds of Barsoom
high above the martian soil
glinting in sunlight.


Clear Skies

Mark....