Dear Technology, I know I love you but I hate you just the same Because you aid me everyday but I hear some news of shame Things you made easy are made lost far quickly I love you but I hate you I’m so torn…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
The Hearing
Yes, I hear you… Playing that crap so loud. No respect for a neighbor… In these new age times. No, I’m not really old… Love that good old rock and roll; Just not mixed with your anthem; Of a different time or culture. Why do…
Dreams do come true
Dreams come true if you want them to. Never stop believing in what you can’t see.
Cellphone love affair
It consumes every moment of your life. You can’t put it down for one hour one minute one second of the day. A real human being is sitting in front of you and you prefer to Snapchat someone who’s miles away. You have to put All your…
The Way to My Heart…
Takeaway for two – both me Me-now, and me-at-midnight With two poems due and food My last defence against fatigue Ordered online, between edits. Delivered within the hour, hot And fresh. Sometimes I love the internet.
Hour Five: Scythe
Scythe Before she opens her eyes mama knows It will be today Her eyes open to greet the sun She raises her hands in a yawning stretch Pulling herself from under the heavy warmth of the quilt Mama stands leaning on the bed, breathes in,…
Double-Edged Sword
If it were Not for Technology People from all 7 continents Would not be here right now. Likewise, if it were not for Technology 7 in 10 youths Would not be victims of cyber bullying.
Night Watch (4)
Night Watch for Grandpa Eddie Granddad’s slippers slap the hardwoods with purpose, Rising and falling like a beaver’s tail He walks the halls, opening and closing doors Counts heads in bed Watches chests rise and fall Danger comes in the middle of the night Sneaks…
Maps
A pregnant pause. A decision too momentous to rush. “Is this really where you want to be?” His soft tone hid the power of the question. To be in a place – to live in a place is to determine the rest of time. A…
Hour 5 Prompt – Technology Driven Life
It’s just another Monday morning And I board a train to my office. In another few seconds, Pushing through people, I grab a seat. Like every other day I start checking my emails. Soon I realise The battery is about to die; I feel like gibbering in…