Finale (National Poetry Writing Month)
Well, that didn't go the way I planned ...
The normal Wednesday night reviews went until 4AM, which carpet bombed a long day in meetings on Thursday and a busy night with the family ... meaning I missed a day. Given that I started 2009 six days late, I don't feel that bad, but clearly my summary and recap was woefully premature. Like the tortoise and the hare, I lolly gagged and messed around and stumbled so close to the finish line that it's stupid.
Also funny, there are five Fridays in April, and I claimed my haiku series for my wife was four parts. Hahahahahaha! In the words of Bill Simmons, the moral, as always, is "I'm a moron." At least part time.
My misstep is even more frustrating because this blog may go on a very brief hiatus. Tonight's the last night that Blogger will allow FTP service, which means that once that goes, I'm gone. I won't be hosted by Google (I don't trust their cloud happy philosophy) and I won't give up the hard-won control my current domain and host provides. I blogged for years without a blogging service/engine and I am inches away from having FTP on my phone. I may try to do something with the Wordpress server that my friend installed since this stylish design house is freaking the theme for me, but until it's running, it's vaporware. I'm very confident the theme will be properly freaked and all the goodness of being good will, er, be all good.
If this is goodbye for a week or three, it's been a blast. Now -- two poems to close out NaPoWriMo 2010!
I cannot move any faster than this... and, of course, the final haiku for my beloved bride ...
My pace determined by some circumstance
Each step is vital and cannot be missed
Too much at stake to leave something to chance
I'm working just as hard as I can now
Focused on keeping steady as I go
A long time before I can take a bow
So many things can interrupt the flow
The truth is I have faltered in the past
but now sustained with never ending glee
good love, manifested in wife and kids,
and no one can take that away from me.
Won't complain as I nod and try to rush
If you ask me, I'm ready and I won't be crushed.
"Sonnet: How Long Is That Gonna Take?"
By Hannibal Tabu
dance pretty sisterDude, I'm tired. Tabu out.
motion grace passion grooving
light lives in those smiles
"African Class"
By Hannibal Tabu,
with apologies to Sananda Maitreya
... I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it ...
Playing (Music): "Not Afraid" by Eminem
NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don't respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won't see the comments ... until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you're welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there ...
Labels: blogging, creativity, daughter, family, fatherhood, haiku, napowrimo, poetry, wife, writing
posted by Hannibal Tabu, The Operative at
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