Monday, February 2, 2009

The Geek Poet's Tale [the tenth fragment]

[continued from the ninth fragment]

   Vying for spot on the bus near the syntax-breaking bard

   The Geek poet crossed the aisle — but then, he was put off-guard ...

I was about to claim seat when that spot was fast taken

By a dandy fey. He cradled, if I'm not mistaken,

A book with childish dust. I seated instead second-best

In the aisle-facing row in front of two, now to my left.

The programmer-poet recognized the puzzle-ing dude,

And they began to converse. I didn't want to be rude,

So I eavesdropped, pretending attention to my iPhone

Instead. Their dialog revealed their particular tone ...

[this ends the tenth fragment*]

* More to be published, as they are recovered from Blogosphere's backed-up blogs. -pt

( fragments collected to date — newest fragments first )

"prompted" by Totally Optional Prompts Repetition (rfp), or — more accurately — by the prompt's reference to The Hunting of the Snark (Lewis Caroll)