Looking at iRobot Love

This week the W3 Poet of the Week is none other than the host David at The Skeptic’s Kaddish. His challenge is to write a poem from the perspective of an inanimate household object, using personification. Several years ago Sparky gave me a gift that traditionally would result in ridicule and pouting. He gave me a Roomba iRobot. I love my Roomba (named Mo) and Mo loves me – I’m certain of it. He willingly cleans under beds and furniture where I’m convinced the spiders (shiver) lurk. Here’s a fun little Acrostic poem as my offering this week!

Breathe easy amid glitter and hurt
On me rely to sweep up dirt
Over and under I know the way
My mechanical heart beats today
Be still, be calm, deep breath, rest
Always know I love you the best

I’ve been faithful it’s always you
Ready and willing, to you I’m true
Others ignore, don’t know I’m smart
Blush and push my button to start
Once we met there was never a doubt
Trust and affection my mantra I shout

And yes my roomba does “shout”! When he’s stuck or his battery is low he’ll talk to me and let me know he needs my attention. Often it is a simple “Move to a new location” or his cryptic love song of tuneful beeps and boops. No matter I’m willing to reciprocate his care of me with care for him.

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