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Category: Marathon Poem
Prompt 17: Oh, Brother Word Processor
The Brother Word Processor was my friend my first year out of college. It was a small beast that sat on a chair in the corner of my room when not in use, which was seldom. It printed, if not the first play I wrote,…
Oh, Power Lines!
You try and try to stay alive! But, none can beat the sun. Just lay a strip for miles and miles In stone we’ve laid before. Some brilliant child of how’s and why’s Will know how to explore. It’s up to us to educate And…
Sun’s Pajamas
Sun’s Pajamas Hanging from a hook on the tail of the moon flannel 2-piece set emblazoned with stars and comets on an indigo background. They hang on the dark side of the moon during the workday sun working, warming them, heating us through chilled seasons,…
the life frontier
moving the looping the character for movement in societal matters covering being seeing the movement of new beginning condescending in the alignment marvelous anew steppe movant forwarding reality seeing the lines of management clarity walls anew see the bridge for new haven…
Obsolete Technology Prompt (Hour 17)
Fragile, polycarbonate plastic, spiraling rings of data embedded within your layers. Our favorite stories transferred onto shiny discs, accessible, with quicker adjustment settings. Your place in time rapidly dissolving You fill large bins in the middle of superstore aisles, Buckets of forgotten cinema burying one…
My Hands are Typing
Typing on the computer I can feel them moving by themselves. First, they say a word then a sentence than a few together. I hope it comes out well my hands worked hard for this. They are talented even with the critiques. Keep going you…
Flipping Flip Phone (prompt 17)
His hands shake so badly he can’t tap a smart phone. That didn’t matter until last year. Every college kid I’ve taught in the last ten years writes about their first phone, but this one will be his last. He’s 86 with familial tremens, the…
Obsolete-Hour 17
The cassette tapes Were talking to the CD’s Seems they never get touched anymore Ignored Placed on a shelf While the digital music replaces them The albums are long gone Victim to one too many moves They all wondered where they were now In…
Keypaded Touchscreen(Prompt 17)
welcome all here gathered, we are all gathered to lay to rest the phone with buttons, date of birth wasn’t recoreded, sometime around the 2016s but it fought a good fight, bringing about long battery life and snake games, oddly enough to die it had…