Computer Abuse Options

[Guest_Don_*]

Computer Abuse

What can computers be used for
except to purchase more and more,
and upgrade, upgrade all it takes
to download, download ‘till it breaks?

With warehouse space of gigabytes
to upload endless daylight nights
to snare in spider web unfurled
the chains to all on wild wired world.

What vast horizon we might see
If it were glitch and error free.
Computers rather sleep than play
despite what salesclerk swore to say.

The certitude we must concede
commands eternal care and need
for constant clean, debug, repair
of child with crude unruly hair.

© 2004 by D.E. Holmes
March 2004

[Siren]

Don,

How true... Boy can I relate to this.

Enjoyed the rhyme scheme and the whole poem...

:D

Daniah

[Guest_Don_*]

Good to hear from you again Siren,

At least three of us think we are abused by computers.
 :cloud9:

Trust all is well with you and yours Daniah.

Don :pharoah2

[Aphrodite]

Hello Don~

How have you been?
I enjoyed your poem very much and love the clever incorporation of "word play." :pharoah2

for constant clean, debug, repair
of child with crude unruly hair.*****awesome!!!

I often wonder, what would my two children do without their cyber world connection?
Hmmm, perhaps they would climb a tree and notice a butterfly.  

Blessings~    
Lindi

[Guest_Don_*]

Thanks Lindi for your bright response.

I will make a wild guess that without being connected to the wild web, our children would be eating mud pies.

I unplugged this computer from internet until a few minutes ago.  Upon leaving here I plan to run out and purchase another black printer cartridge.

What I have been doing is collecting my crap in various chapbooks and self printing.  First step was a long excell chart tracking all my poems, both good and bad. This chart tells me when,where, and to whom they were written revised, published, posted and given away, etc.  This data lists the official fixed form—if applicable.  

Today—March 25, 2004—I have been printing out multiple copies of chapbooks for potential sale at an open mic poetry session at Union City, Indiana tomorrow evening.  School children will be there and Ohio's famous Nancy Kangas is the featured poet.  A few members of the Greenville poetry club—which won't accept me—are expected to attend.  Major intent is to meet people and learn what is going on in their writing worlds.

Sorry, gotta go get black ink before sundown.

Don :pharoah2

[Charon]

Don,

As a former manager of computer geeks, can I identify with this ditty.

Well done.  

I now have three of the things in my house, with a fourth on the way.  Sounds like children, no?

They almost remind me of boats.  There is an old saying about boat owners, they are happy with their boats twice: once when they buy them, and once when they sell them.  Computers are the same.

Wait, listen and you can hear mine saying, "Feed me Seymour.  I'm hungry."

Enjoyed.

Butch
aka Charon

[Guest__*]

PC-SHELL OUT

If
you put
computer
next to your ear
you can hear these words : "Please upgrade me now ....."

Alan McAlpine Douglas

[Guest_Don_*]

Don,

As a former manager of computer geeks, can I identify with this ditty.

Well done.  

I now have three of the things in my house, with a fourth on the way.  Sounds like children, no?

They almost remind me of boats.  There is an old saying about boat owners, they are happy with their boats twice: once when they buy them, and once when they sell them.  Computers are the same.

Wait, listen and you can hear mine saying, "Feed me Seymour.  I'm hungry."

Enjoyed.

Butch
aka Charon

Hi Butch/Charon,

Looks like appreciation of this ditty, followed by my moniker, is either by mothers or near geeks.  Can u imagine a geek as mother?

Thanks for your good graces, Butch.

Have you ever had a boat you wished would sink?

Be sure to insure it first.

Don :pharoah2

[Guest_Don_*]

PC-SHELL OUT

If
you put
computer
next to your ear
you can hear these words : "Please upgrade me now ....."

Alan McAlpine Douglas

Thanks Alan for your poetic take.

I imagine there is an "If you loved me...really loved me...," refrain humming along with the cooling fan.

As an Easter activity I've been telling this contankerous thing-a-ma-bob to cool it or be eaten by dust bunnies.

Don  :farmer:

[Cleo_Serapis]

HELLLLLO Don!  :cowboy:

I LOVE this piece!

Now I Know all the probs you've been having with your PC, and this one really makes light of it!

Actually, you've done an amazing job of keeping your meter nad rhyme schemes in place! This is awesome!  :pharoah2


My only stumble point:
to upload endless daylight nights

daylight nights?? Oxymoron???  :wave:

How about weary nights? OR to upload endless yielding nights?


Just a thought to take or toss Don.  :mouse:

Hugs!
~Cleo  :pharoah:

[Guest_Don_*]

Thanks, Cleo, for your eagle eyes.

You are probably correct about daylight night.

This combination is intended to convey the following:
1] Tension, because they are in opposition.
2] Convey how daylight extends into night working on computer ills.
2a] This transformation is both real and emotional.
3] A lyrical internal assonance.
4] A nonsense aspect that appeals to our inner child.
4a] A youngster learning language upon hearing an adult say such oxymorons knows it isn't quite right and giggles because it is silly.

Anyway, U see that this is intentional rather than careless or accidental.

What say you now?  Is it detrimentallly distracting, for example?

Thanks again for passing past, and glancing this direction on your busy way.

Don  :pharoah2