Ode to Email

T'was a middle-aged lady who lived in a house.
Her functions were many; she wasn't a souse.
She was secretary, cook, cab driver too,
activities planner, home maintenance guru.
Doctor, nurse, janitorial clerk,
counselor, teacher, overseer of work.
Just a few of the functions for which she stayed perk.

Then to add to her list? The computer pimple
Pop ups and adds wrinkles and dimples!
Upgrade! Upgrade! It makes your life simple!
But beware of viruses; you need that program too!
And identity theft; so your name is who?
Got too much spam? Pay more and it's through!

First there was junk mail to take up her time
and now more info to boggle the mind.
This middle-aged woman stepped back and breathed deep,
"It's time to make simple this communication heap."

She decided, yes, her email to keep
but now only checks it every two weeks.
So if her attention you immediately need
please call her by phone to get sooner heed.

moi
1999

beauty, purpose

fruit falls
flesh rots
seeds bury

many die
others root
struggle through
the soil

push, crack
inhale, exhale

emerge upward
sun, air
reach downward
water, food

storms, wind
ice, fire

survival, strength
night, day
inch, inch
taller, wider

nourishment, life
buds, fruit

fruit falls
flesh rots
seeds bury

i too
am seed


12/19/2017
judithpiper