Poem -

Person to Person

Person to Person

Oh how we rolled
crude but effectively
in the low tech
20th Century...

Feuds were much more personal..

Tone and voice inflection
well honed weapons..

Dagger words slashed with precision..

None of this text acronym crap..

No dueling cartoon emoji wars..

Emotions spilled all too real
back in the bygone day
when we cavemen held sway..

Our senses monitors were set to Feel..

Human connection was a big deal...

Internal antennas measured
nuanced subtleties..

Though often not very accurately..

Bitter fall out from misinterpretation..
 
So maybe modern blip speak is the best way..

Less chance for fractured communications..

So we Boomer dinosaurs best quickly adapt
to this alien domain we find so strange
lest we go the way of the VCR
and rotary phones

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

Yes we did...

​​​​​​Oh fun times indeed!

​Techy things can catch on fire, blow up or both...

We don't have a choice but, to adapt if we're going to have any conversation...

Glad for memories of that I can remember and I hope if I forget things later...

It's a little of both...

The good memories for the smiles the bad memories for the lesson...

Forgetting everything in the past would be horrible...

I'm glad I lived in those days...

When I try to tell people of those days you would think I had two heads and I was born in the 40's...

I say I don't look that old come on...

I was born in the 60's...

My Brothers were born in the 50's...

​​​​​​Somehow, some things I was very lucky...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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Steve Green

Thanks for the kind words... I really worry about my son and his generation's ability to communicate face to face on a personal level

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