Thursday, October 23, 2014

Lanes



Lanes

ONe way, two way, three way, four way.
destinations to be had in some way,
travel roads leading to doorways.

Travel insane lanes, call it testing traffic,
in case of a breakdown, muster your confidence and bring a ratchet.

Computers process in lanes of four or more,
if it’s outdated technology,
expect a one way and no more.

A couple foreplays
on a computer processing four ways, reinventing the dialogue, there are now four plays.  
For we all know;
lasting relationships never return from a one way.

-a.o.debarros

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Shortcuts



Shortcuts

clearly mistaken, it’s nearly dark.
barking up the wrong tree,
There’s nothing to grab, not even scaly bark.

Skipping rope on the playground in teams of three,
more meaningful than
a sweet tooth skipping meals for jelly beans.

Clean with diligence, clean with a noble mop.
When times get tough, do not wallow,
muddy footsteps reveal an oinking pork chop.

-a.o.debarros

Monday, October 20, 2014

Blink of an Eye




Functions at first of the day,
enhancing possibilities in a new way.

A moisture mechanism resurrecting a drying vision,
a blocking mechanism thwarting distractions during a windy mission.

Change the world in a blink and strut in a bit of pink.
Soon, unknown establishments will link.

Give the world inspiration, it just can’t get enough.
Get in gear and out of the rut,
for what good is a mummified king Tut?

-a.o.debarros

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Dear Diary



Dear Diary

Written words are fiery,
so where are the scorched pages in this damn diary?

Pushed from the friary, outside of four walls, I wanted to inspire.
that makes me an exiled friar,
and you, a return buyer.

Ambition requests I continue feeding this organic cog,
HTTP requests refresh this dynamic blog!

-a.o.debarros

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Teacher



Teacher

Encourage with a bit of discern,
allow frolicking children make friends with wild ferns.

A gateway to unlimited possibilities,
a runaway for children’s creativity.

Teach, inspire, and children learn,
They’ll create ways in the world, unable to unlearn.

Never underestimate the child who’s meeker than an unused beaker.
They’re the ones who’ll come running and proclaim,
”Teacher teacher,
I’m changing the world with my organic sneakers!”

-a.o.debarros

Barrier



Barrier

A blockade,
a sweaty lineman drinking icy
lemonade.

Fear’s lullaby, rocking with a fearful sway.
stuck in neutral, and content to stay.

A throne upon the block,
servants serving karate chops.

when removed; Innovation couldn’t be merrier,
create dreams without seams, and ascend like a helicarrier!

-a.o.debarros

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Cursor



Cursor

Blink, blink, blink,
Keyboard and mind, briefly pause, establishing a mental link.

An entry to computational seams,
humans wait, and construct validated dreams.

A marker on a twelve inch ruler,
missing its mark, no one in the room is named Buehler.

Moved by a mouse,
in the hand of a human wearing a blouse,
guiding a post on the wall, Facebook, no house.

-a.o.debarros

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Beads



Beads

A bead of sweat,
where inspiration, dedication, and perspiration met.

Fish diligently with every step,
fear and obscurity are standing by with an emptied net.

Give what cannot be held,
invoke gears of courage
and ring an inspirational bell.

-a.o.debarros

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Winter Hero


Winter Hero

temperatures drop,
more like, an ice cold bucket of water, and here comes the mop

Streets paved in winter snow,
rabid children of a rapid summer, come to a slow.

warmth takes a vacation,
pigs are fired,
Families cheer at the sight of bacon.

calories no longer count,
they no longer equal and forget the amount.

Spring to the rescue winter hero,
save us from the five minute made gyro!

-a.o.debarros

Monday, October 13, 2014

Ten Minutes



Ten minutes

Ten minutes counter Slowing revolutions.
Ten minutes discover missing resolutions.

Time we do not own,
deep thoughts, no longer fluid, turn into stone,
ten minutes easily consumed by a mobile phone.

You say you don’t have time to write?
You’re looking through a social glass screen,
clarity distracted and no longer in sight.

Time’s up, find your tenant, close the door and rent it!
You had an interest to write, instead you went to a URL and pinned it!

-a.o.debarros

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Writer's Block



Writer’s Block

Writer’s Block, I think not.
My back pocket is graced by children’s dreams and thoughts.
Did I forget to mention?  They also slipped me some colorful chalk.
Every time I hit a block, I keep going and call it a walk.
I’m creating written dreams; no sidewalk ;)

Cocky?
Nah, my rooster stopped waking me many years ago.
The barn is overflowing with confidence, no room to show.

The Iliad Press mentioned my poetry 15 years ago.
I never saw the movie, but now I’m ready to hustle and flow.

I named my laptop “WritersPad”, for it knows, I’m a writing lad.
My writing is here to stay and more obedient than a fetching fad!

-a.o.debarros

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Computer Stem



Computer Stem

I’ve reimagined twice in four years,
Now I grow monthly beards, and solve people with computers,
but I still hear their computer sneers.

I wear out keyboards,
I’m antsy in all my chairs I steer,
consuming lines of code and sipping javascript beer,
silence abounds and no one cheers...

-a.o.debarros