Cyberlife
poem by:
Michael Wise
Written
on Dec 23, 2016
The little mouse is scrolling as the ocean waves are rolling and they beckon me come on 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 © Mike Wise 5/3/2016
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Maria Williams commented:
Great poem, one that a lot of us can identify with.
Michael Wise
commented:
Thank you Maria!
Geoffrey Brewer
commented:
A Wise poem, Michael; well constructed in the good old fashioned way (rhythm, rhyme and form); and self awareness
Frank Hornby .
commented on Oct 09, 2020 at 3:46pm
Hahaha I love this poem.....(caught in a mouse trap).....
