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Francie Lynch Nov 2016
I needn't wait until dark
For the killer to stalk,
But I'll unplug my fridge,
Turn off the TV,
I won't use FaceTime
Or socialize on FB.
My cell screen is dark,
No Snapchat or Podcast,
Or Instagram and Vimeo.
The Cloud has been compromised;
In short, disconnect,
For the killer's inside,
And knows what to expect.
"Wait Until Dark," great thriller of a movie.
Richard Morris Jul 2020
Preface
Life is bookended by nothing.
Grasp what nothing truly means.
Nothing is not another form of something.
Nothing is — nothing.



Where were you long ago?
All that time before a tot.
In some distant god’s château?
No. Not there. You were not.

Perhaps a soul in surplus stock,
A spirit not yet wrought.
Dressed in some heaven’s frock.
No. Not there. You were not.

Then came a twist of fate,
***** and egg were now one.
In this way did they create.
Your life had begun.

So began your book of life,
That in volumes three.
The past, the present,
and the yet to be.

Life is always in the now,
Presents itself as a choice.
Many matters to disavow,
To others, you give a voice.


Life is more than career,
Love is much more dear.
To love another earns its worth,
Makes your mark upon the Earth.

Take the time to stand and stare,
Feel the sun burst in the air.
Enjoy laughs and romance,
Work at love, at every chance.

And when the last word is writ,
There is no more, yet to be.
Life for you did quit,
Not something faced with glee.

At the end, where do you go?
To the place you were taught?
To some distant god’s château?
No. Not there. You are not.

Your Book of Life, a mere spark,
‘Twixt bookends of eternal dark.


This poem is also on Vimeo
Runs 3:39
https://vimeo.com/432650832
It is difficult for us to grasp before our life, we were not. We have a  precious time called life to savor love and lust. When our final day comes, we return to where we weren’t.
Make each day a delight.
This link did not work..probably due to my inexperience in moving files..But this is a poem written for my Mother's eightieth Birthday and is well worth a look....Search under Gelderberry on Vimeo and click on Pic...And hello poetry if this is against your rules then I feel sure you will delete this post..and no hard feelings.j.
WendyStarry Eyes Jun 2016
Disappointment in the advancement of mankind
I will admit guilt of enjoyment of my computer time
Our world had become dependent upon computerization
Our purpose has lost good ole' fashioned ways
Our brains are addicted to the Digital age
The younger generation sent back in time may turn to rage
Tik Tok
Vimeo
Facebook
Twitter*
Google
Are just a few
Without the Internet it is impossible to get a job interview
Remembering an actual time in the past
Filling out applications in the place of employment
Seeing the supervisors eye's, knowing if this was the job for you
Getting a sense if it would last
Today to fill out an application
You sit in front of your computer at home
Clicking futilely, as if you are a drone
??ARE WE ADVANCING AS MAN KIND??
*??IF WE CONTINUE TO ADVANCE IN THIS FASHION WILL WE BE BLIND??
I BELIEVE I SHOULD AD ANOTHER LINE!! PERHAPS, IF WE CONTINUE IN THIS FASHION HUMANS WILL NO LONGER BE WHAT THE EMPLOYER WANTS TO FIND
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My first instinct was
to
update Facebook
status

I want them adverts
to track us,
to know exactly
where we are.

A quick post
of the coast
and
I use Instagram
because
I like that the most,

a titter or two
on Twitter
do you
use it ?

Soundcloud and Vimeo,
Youtube
and off we go,

not sure where
but
when we get there
I'll let you know.
Richard Morris Jun 2021
Come dance with me, the Teke pledge said,
Offering her carnations red.
Together my love, our feet will fly,
My heart you fill, you’ll not deny.

He held her tight, but loose enough,
To twirl about, and strut her stuff.
A twosome, yet they were one,
Who lived life, love and fun.

He saw the love in her eyes,
The kind of love that never dies.
Their bond, the strongest weld,
To ecstatic future they propelled.

Then, something caught her eye,
An attraction she did not clarify.
Biology became her prime,
For him she left too little time.

He sadly said we need a break,
Then quickly learned a big mistake.

His love for her, he did shout,
She’d return, he had no doubt.
Alas for both, he was wrong,
No more to him, did she belong.

Three years, a thousand days,
Together, in oh so many ways.
The last dance, as he’d recall,
Held no clue what would befall.

*
This poem is on Vimeo
https://vimeo.com/556709483
go back into the ashes
of gifted souls,
legends long gone
from the finer arts of life.
there you shall find
gems of inspiration
buried

alive
in virtual urns of eternity
like Vimeo and YouTube.
you will laugh and cry and share
and dare to be
a better version of you
less consumed by the secular
more in tune with self, spirit
and sacred calling;
and fill your virtual urn
with a blessing
or two.

AYO!

~P
Richard Morris Aug 2020
It’s good to lament. Or maybe not.
A glorious future, never brought.
I remember her, I did adore.
We were to be, evermore.

That’s what love can do. And did.
How quickly from my grasp it slid.
Love ended on a one-way track.
She loved me not as much back.

Heartbroken with no cure.
Love a fairy tale, that for sure.
Never again, I did swear,
The world proved love unfair.

Down a different path I wandered.
Love an illusion, no longer pondered.
Though, I must admit a lament or two.
Brief they were, but true.

Surprised was I, love didn’t last.
In time, the pain, the heartache past.
Whittier’s words of Tongue or Pen,
The saddest were, “What might have been.”

Illusions etched in memory’s wall,
Leave a blur in the withdrawal.
To lament is to fantasize,
A picturesque past and romanticize.

The mind perceives what the heart desires,
A path lighted by hopeful fires.
Love, a perfection not found,
Becomes the path to grievous ground.

That treasured time was unkind,
It left divers dolors deep behind.
Older, but am I wiser by the day?
Alas, I lament, I cannot say.

Those lost years I disregard,
Cherished moments, I still guard.
Times when she ruled my heart,
Before reality pulled us apart.

Love lost forever, is to lament.
Love must be evermore, not something lent.
Love is priceless time, do not burn.
Love those who love you in return.

Thirteen years until another to adore,
Now not a one-way track,
I loved her, she loved me back.
A perfect love evermore.

The sun replaced my mental cloud,
She said, “I love you,” right out loud.
Waves of love made me warm,
A love that became the norm.

Life is now the dream I sought,
Living love, the way life ought.
Yes, time moves with no grin,
My dream faded not with aged skin.

To the one whose love is no ghost,
To forever love, I propose a toast:
We grew old with love and fun,
I love you. My heart and soul you won.

**
This poem is on Vimeo
https://vimeo.com/440756997
It’s okay to look at the past. Just don’t stare. ~~ Benjamin Dover
I was watching a video
made a few years ago
they put it on Vimeo
they put me in a home.

I got old you see
before the DVD
long before MTV
and just before
I go
did I tell you that I
was watching a video?
I did?
oh!

— The End —