July 5, 2015
Romancing My Phone
Not hand-cuffed to my iPad, my laptop or my phoneThough pretty much enslaved by them, without them I just groaniPhone in my handbag – I’m confident and calmArmed with it I feel I’ve got the whole world in my palm A hostage to my gizmos to whom my soul is soldI text and tweet and Instagram and must say I’m controlledBy “I-Stuff” that I itch to click at any given timeEven when I’m writing tapestry of ‘phoney’ rhyme A digiholic to the core, I try to stave off sleepAnd check my Facebook updates till l I hear my laptop bleepStifle several yawns before I browse the net and rushTo harvest crops on Farmville while playing Candy Crush Unlike my learned Grand Dad I’m just a swipe awayFrom checking out the distance from Shanghai to Santa FeIn real time I’ll tell you what’s happening in SpainLook up Jay Z’s lyrics or the price of Sugar Cane All the same I must confess my Smart phone’s made me dumbWithout it I’ve no answer and I keep silent and mumI cannot quote from Shakespeare or tell you why birds flyI’m lost without dear Google - Distraught without Wi-Fi I can’t access my suite of apps or post my latest picsKeep up with Kardashians or surf for selfie sticksI can’t find Grandma’s favourite psalm and try hard not to swearAm truly at a loss for words and driven to despair Like a muscle atrophied – my brain which is unusedCan’t crowdsource like my cell phone and soon it gets confusedIts thinking power diminished I’m dismally awareThat it cannot function better than a baby’s derriere Unlike my Darling Grandmas whose lives were gadget-freeWho raised 8 kids without a sigh, I’m sure you will agreeLeft to my devices, I’m anxious and distressedLost in a Data cesspool with which I am obsessed And when I end up meeting folks who WhatsApp me each dayWe “Zuckerverb” for some time and then don’t know what to sayA tragic paradox, I guess being upwardly mobileWe reach out for our phones once more and nonchalantly smile Our tech-obsessed society has made us all belong Much more to our cell phones and we just tag alongIf Darwin was allowed a glimpse into our world he’d sayThat you and me have “devolved” from the Human of his day We’re more like ‘Phono Sapiens’ who need to stay unpluggedFrom Internet and 4 G cause we act like we our druggedLike Zombies we keep staring all day long into our palmWe need to learn to disconnect or else we’ll do more harm With apps to mend a broken heart or tell you how to kissSomething in the ‘Planet of the Phones’ has gone amissApps for Appaholics too loaded with “Detalks”To help us stay away from what I call ‘Pandora’s box’ The other day my soul mate of some twenty years and fourCaught me romancing my phone and noticed my heart soarEvery time “i-touched” my phone he saw me blush and smileAnd wondered if I’d rather walked the cell phone down the aisle I looked at him with disbelief and said he ought to knowI loved him more than Marilyn loved Joe DiMaggioI launched into a tirade while I changed my profile picIn Cyberland I told him Multi-tasking was the trick Invading every realm of space – board room to the bedReclusive lonely folks are what Technology has bred A graveyard lined with corpses – so self-absorbed and smugUnhinged with Online Overdose – Let’s Live Life and unplug In our nomophobic world, we don’t have time to stareLike William Henry Davies and find beauty everywhereIt’s time to chill out with our friends and look up at the skyHear the rustle of the breeze and watch the butterfly.
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Brilliant Anita, your articles are excellent. Keep writing. God bless you always. Fond love,Your cousins , Urban, Anita and Amanda
This is the autobiography of the new age Man/Woman. The small joys in life have been trashed by the advent of a gadget. Well written Anita...keep going. Looking fwd to more.
MOBILE COMESPhone Instrument Goes......Camera Goes....Radio Goes......Calculator Goes....Computer Goes......Watch Goes.......Torch Goes.....Calendar Goes....Tape Recorder Goes.....1 Comes and So many Goes!!!!Love...Romance...HmmmmmmmmmmmmmmEmotions...HmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmSerious points to Ponder....!Anita Madam- If the fairer sex start to ....Romance the PhoneWe Will be left AloneWith No Option but to'Romancing The Stone'!
Absolutely Brilliant.Would request you to write one inspiring the young minds on nature conservation.
Attagirl, describes I Pad users obsessions to a T.The I Pad has taken control of our lives, we no longer store facts in our brains, as all the information is at our finger tips.As always your poem says it all.Margarita
Great one. You're super brilliant, Anita.
Nice one Anita!Thanks indeed.Our gadgets have truly taken possession of us and it's time only for Google, Apple and Microsoft. Even kids are now literally born with ready made Tablets and there is no going back to the Slate and Pencil.
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