Haiku

Children seem to love writing this form of poetry, for it allows them to take their peronal thoughts and put them within a structure – which is the fundamental essence of communication. No psychobabble, no nonsense syllables, no dorky new definitions of words...just communicating a single unique thought.

More haiku, please.

First, five syllables,
Then seven, then five more – or
It just ain't haiku.

First, five syllables,
Then seven, then five more, or
It just ain't haiku.

here are some Haiku error messages

A file that's that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.

The Web site you seek
Cannot be located but
Countless more exist.

Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.

Aborted effort:
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.

Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.

Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.

First snow, then silence.
This thousand dollar screen dies
So beautifully.

With searching comes loss
And the presence of absence:
My Novel? not found.

The Tao that is seen
Is not the true Tao until
You bring fresh toner.

Stay the patient course.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.

A crash reduces
Your expensive computer
To a simple stone.

Three things are certain:
Death, taxes, and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.

You step in the stream,
But the water has moved on.
This page is not here.

Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.

Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.

Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.

ninety-nine bottles
of beer on the wall. ninety
nine bottles of beer.