LPiA-22 Nov. 28

[Tiger the Lion]

Let's Pretend it's April - Nov. 28

Rules: Write a poem for LPiA on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month have written 30 poems for the month of November. 

Topic : Write a poem inspired by an outdated technology.

Form : Any

Line requirements: 8 to 14
Feel free to reply with comments or kudos as you wish. 

Questions?

[Mark A Becker]

Before cell phomes
were wide-spread
I used to pretend I had
one of the early clunky phones
when driving, by holding up
(for everyone to see)
an old telephone handset
with the cord attached
to nothing.
When someone leaned out
of their car's window
to ask how it worked, I replied,
"sssh, I'm on the phone."

[CRNDLSM]

Nothing is new
Sometimes an upgrade
Is just a modification.
Sometimes you pay more
For a slightly different color.
People cost
Food is more expensive
Travel takes a toll
Life can literally not afford me.
And I'm the one outdated

[TranquillityBase]

I still have my first typewriter
a gun metal gray Smith Corona
with forest green keys, and a dent
on Smith.  It sits beneath my desk
an old pet that can no longer walk
that I don’t have the heart to put down.
I bought it used by persons unknown
but I use it no more except as a memory
solid as its steel, bright afternoons
when poems were green as its keys
and solid as its paper borne words.
Like me, it’s obsolete, but concrete
a fragment of a life not yet complete.

[dukealien]

Kilowatt Dirge


When shall we be rid
of our old electric grid–
groaning fascist New Deal beast
of Tesla overreach, at least
a century in dying?
Over-centralized, denying
“help” from wind and solar
due to their bipolar
uncertain on-off state
it cannot tolerate
plus vulnerability
to anti-tech insanity...
so buy a generator, friend,
and candles for our feudal end.