I remember when a click
Meant distance
To the right or left
In my unwanted thoughts
Of a war
Left behind, down the distance
Of lost time
Deeply
Embedded in the back
Of my mind.
Now A Click
Can be something good
Or evil at that
Whichever you prefer
Within your search.
A click can open
A beautiful Poem
To recite
To the love of choice.
To open a letter or a picture
Of a love one,
Of a fantastic scene
Where fantasy resides
And nothing ever goes wrong
You Click
To listen to melodies
Of favorite song.
A Click
Produced by a mouse
Not of a house
This one don’t devour cheese
Though called a mouse
This one
Looks like a flatten egg
Of different hues.
I Click
When I desire a love letter
From you
I rather a lovely picture
To ease my mind.
To bathe my thoughts
In the lovely image
The Gods created
When they created you.
A Click now means
Good morning world
What should I do next?
How about taking me somewhere
Where there’s no fear.
Then again
This new found Click
Also means Good night
“Click”
Computer off. (for now)
With just one click I can contact and view
And read and review my
Poets & poetess friends beautiful
poetic thoughts and I trully love
Doing just that!!
Excellent Chick my friend!
many many hugsss Love Peace and Joy to you always....Yolie
Clicka-dy-click...and people become close friends across the universe!!
Thank God for technology...and it's click thingy :) !!
Love Tinka
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on July 28, 2007
I fully agree with Karla. The internet opens with a click on the good and the evil. So many choose the wrong click, but I feel that many use it for the right purpose. Victor
Hey William I never thought of it before but you are right in todays world a click can take you pretty well anywhere you chose to be. great write. Thanks.
A clever way to use "The Click"
I hope that after the off-click you will use more often the on-click to write for our delight.
Georg
Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader)
Reviewed on July 27, 2007
William... love the clicking of togetherness...to many clicking going on in this war (sad) a lift me up and click away poem...loved your write...Hugs, Peggy
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Blessings,
Joyce B.
And read and review my
Poets & poetess friends beautiful
poetic thoughts and I trully love
Doing just that!!
Excellent Chick my friend!
many many hugsss Love Peace and Joy to you always....Yolie
cynth'ya
Love,
Susan
ever thought of so much information with
a click or two.
Enjoyed this one William...
Thank God for technology...and it's click thingy :) !!
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Rose
I hope that after the off-click you will use more often the on-click to write for our delight.
Georg
Love,
Eileen