POETRY SPOT

I am still battling computer problems in getting Bytes emails out.

That makes the following poem somewhat apt, as well as being an accurate commentary on modern life . . .

Cyber Life

    Michael Wise, 2018

The little mouse is scrolling

as the ocean waves are rolling

and they beckon me to come down to the sea

The screen before me glowing

while outside the flowers growing

have a fragrance that is calling out to me

The keyboard keeps me busy

at the same time I am dizzy

yet the birdsongs out my window sound so sweet

While the gigabytes are loading

my poor eyeballs are exploding

and the circulation doesn’t reach my feet

One last video, I say

then another makes its way

interrupting my intentions to go out

One more minute, then I’ll quit

one more hour, here I sit

I’ve forgotten just what life is all about

There is work and there is play

but somewhere along the way

all my play times are so few and far between

Push a button, L O L

while my spirit goes to hell

as I live my cyber life upon a screen