"Pencil me in" once
the drill.
"Key.me" not at all
the same.
No human attached
hand feels for sun
yellow wood, jots
a neat, or better yet,
messy "John?"
or "Jane?"
complete with smiley
or asterisked frown.
Instead, John and Jane
alike reduce
to bits, then bytes
snaps to delete.
"Rid yourself forever,
see manual online.".
Machines tell us
Sit, we Sit. Tell us
Stay, we Stay. Alas,
I am no different.
Still, there are times
when the old way
reaches out. Like
yesterday. I
ordered a whole box
of Ticonderoga's.
Fooling myself? Hoping
to feel back in school,
bored and excited
all at once? I will use
the writing sticks,
if only for Crostics,
but I confess I fell
for smooth and popular
and fast. Were I writing
this in pencil, technically,
I could erase. Trouble
is, I wear them away.
Like, where is an eraser
when you need it?
Give me the web address
where the shredding
freebie is, okay?.
(c) Phyllis Jean Green, 2008
Peace & love be with you
William
YEP - 1's & 0's - On's and Off's - the Computer Age - CHIPS GALORE ...
can't remember the last time I even touched a No.2 lead pencil, let alone owned one!
But never leave home without a BALLPOINT PEN - feel naked in its absence. Even do my NYT X-words in ink - no erasing there, some of the messiest puzzles you ever did see -
but I do it MY WAY!
Peace - Tom.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
hugs
Fee
replaced the wonder feel of a hardcover book with crisp pages you can flip and smell and make notes on. And the keyboard will never compete with feel of that yellow pencil that you can chew on and tap and actually write with. -gene.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.