Man And Machine

Man And Machine 

technology surrounds us,, 

bombards us, 

plays us, 

man and machine

gadgets, gadgets, 

some men scream,

driving them insane 

working, no longer a game, 

now a necessity, 

to study it all in it's complexity!

  

technology surrounds us, 

bombards us, 

saves us,

men and machine, 

yes some have been 

saved while they prayed, 

for natural organic matter 

to replace pumps, filters, skin and flesh  

before the bleep dies, goes flat ! 

technology surrounds us, 

bombards us, 

astounds us, 

men and machine, 

see things now, 

which have never been seen,

things become uncovered, 

new things yet to be discovered !

Man and machine 

A new world 

A new team 

One of communication, 

Education, a more 

Civil civilization ! 

Man controls the machines, 

They hold in their hands, 

Our destiny our dreams! 

Innocence Lost

Innocence Lost

Solous And Maser Irish Street Artists 

What's happened to childhood today 

Where did it go to?

Its been taken  away, 

Little men and Ladies, 

Seeing things they ought not to see 

Innocence robbed 

In our quest for technology,

 Visual delights constantly

 Bombards them 

Without their consent 

Music booms loudly

 Without any real intent,

Yet into virgin minds 

It drips and slips

drip, drip, 

dripping, 

Innocence suffocating  

Till childhood is all stripped. 

Innocence protected

Should be a directive, 

Little princes and princesses 

Should be adored and safe 

Without adult worries, habits and stresses! 

Submitted to dVerse Poets Open Link Night Where poets create and share check out fab poets there !

Musical Mnemonic

Musical Mnemonic

I'm getting old 

Or so I'm told 

Getting long in the tooth, 

Ain't that the truth! 

Yet I trundle along 

Till I hear that song 

Then years disappear.

As the notes reach my ears,

I'm back to being eighteen 

Dance, dance,

My brain screams !

I travel back in time 

To when I was in my prime,

The music would play 

We'd dance and sway, 

We'd kiss and caress, 

Needing love,

 Wanting to possess,.

The tune gently fades, 

Reality invades, 

I'm back to today,

To continue my decay! 

Yet when I hear that melody, 

I'm back to the previous century! 

Submitted to dVerse Poets Poetics where the prompt was Music pop along and check all the fabulous poets !

Urban Fishes

Urban Fishes 

Street art by Hyuro In Valencia Spain 

Is it just you 

going through 

 your mind 

all the time ? 

Can't you see it 

it not just me, 

Break out of the zone 

Your not alone ! 

See the trees, 

Feel the breeze ,

See those around 

Don't drown 

We're all the same, 

We all feel pain !

It's not just you,

Feeling blue, 

Feel the breeze, 

Confront your needs,

Open your heart, 

Make the start, 

To feel a need, 

To love 

To succeed ! 

More art By Hyuro @ Unurth Street Art

 

Char !

Char ! 

There is nothing so calming as a fresh cup of tea 

It takes me to places I know I'll never see 

An oasis of sorts, of peace and calm 

Where every thing is full of a mellow charm 

Where life is easy, sweet and fair 

I sip some more as I relax back in my chair, 

Those little leaves of tea pick so far away 

Yet calming me day after day, 

Forget champagne and fancy spa's, 

There is nothing as satisfying as a cup of char !

 Char means Tea in English slang learn more about Tea Terminology

Submitted to :Imaginary Garden Openlink

The Ideal Condiment

The Ideal Condiment 

Picture by Manu PomBrol

Upon a shelf in my head 

is a magical store, 

A concept which is light years ahead,

Men who are seasoned, 

For particular reasons ! 

Some spiced with intellect, 

Others bland needing henpecked, 

Some full of charm and wit,

Others just well endowed with all the right bits !

I'd use them to compliment my life, 

Use them only when the situations were right ! 

This would stimulate my funny bone, make me tickle, 

To use a man to complement me, just like a pickle !

Submitted to Magpie Tales where the picture was the prompt 

Baby Blues

I wrote this last year for Alhzeimers  Week for my causes Blog  Poetic Causes  where further  poems on this subject can be found 

Baby Blues 

Picture By Jinksy 

Baby Blues 

I look into those baby blues to see 

I see you but you see me 

in some refracted history 

Times misplaced,displaced ,

Some times erased ,misplaced!

I look into your baby blues, 

I miss the twinkle,

Replaced by well earned wrinkles

That sprinkle your ivory skin,

Somewhere inside you are still within. 

I look into your baby blues to see,

I see you ,how do you see me ?

Your child ? your carer ?

Your memory sharer ?

I search those baby blues 

In my heart,I know deep,deep inside. 

My mother still resides, 

Inside, she cannot hide, 

I know those baby blues !