I have a fondness for computer-generated poetry. You can imagine my excitement when I found an app on my iPhone called "Stickgirl Poetry"

Stickgirl is an oracle who wax poetic life's problems in a haiku when you ask a question and shake your phone for an answer. This spin on the Magic 8 Ball concept is not only fun, but can create some lovely haiku, complete with fun or sometimes appropriate backgrounds. With our cosmic energy, Stickgirl and I have created some awesome haiku for Day 10 of NaPoWriMo! Some of them are oddly accurate. Click on each picture to get the full image and the question I asked.

If Stickgirl rocks your world, visit her at The World According to Stickgirl.

Heavy hearts hold
burnt out stars deep
in their belly, laboring
hope in their hips,
desiring to birth blinding
light from their eyes.

As a little girl, I used to wish
that I could mother the skies
and protect the stems of dying
light on the edge of my lips.
Now I wander endlessly
through the dark with you
until you're ready shed some light.

We'll wait quietly
in the belly of the moon
for your heart to crown
dusty death throes of
dimming supernova
remnants, pushing
through the edge of your lips
to land on my awaiting hands.

Swedish Sphinx: The Wikipedia of Garboism - Cento Poetry

Flesh and the Devil...
     worlds turned on her movements.
Her instinct, her mastery
  over the machine
      was pure witchcraft.

Gimme a whiskey, 
    ginger ale on the side, 
         and don't be stingy, baby.

Industry standard,
   my heart will break
         under her.

This time I rise...
         and fall...alone.
I never look ahead. 
         By next spring
I shall probably be...
                  quite alone.

Time leaves traces
on our small faces and bodies. 
     It's not the same anymore, 
            being able to pull it off.

I never said, 'I want to be alone'; 
      I only said, 'I want to be let alone'
             There is a world of difference.

In a few days, it will be the anniversary 
  of the sorrow that never leaves me, 
that will never leave me 
             for the rest of my life.

We cannot help our nature, 
             as God has created it.
But I have always thought 
             you and I belonged together.