Poems that pursue the horizon from past to present and poems created for NaPoWriMo 2017
|I stared at the spotted black and white box
And wondered about its heavy contents.
Would I ever learn to run the innards?
Never had I assembled one before!
Careful and eager, I opened the box;
Grayish metallic edge stared back at me.
Would I regret the cost of this purchase?
Would my teenagers exploit it? Would I?
I placed its heavy base on the table,
Then cautiously removed the glass viewer.
Cords, a typesetter and pointer remained.
Untying the neatly wound heavy cords,
I followed color pictures. Connected!
I took deep anticipatory breaths…
And pushed a small round button on the left
Side of the heavy gray metallic box.
I watched and saw…
I listened - heard
a whirring fan
and working sounds
in the viewer,
I broke it. Oh crap!
Another deep sigh.
Think, logically, think!
Maybe the glass viewer has an “on” switch?
Ah, there, on its back, stamped: "I/O"- huh?
That isn’t on their quick-start diagram!
Gasp! There it was! A beautiful blue sky,
Different colored Windows and its
Logo almost covered the entire screen!
All my doubts and fears cascaded away;
I could do this! I was so excited!!
I threw my arms around the cold metal,
Hugging my first, brand new computer tight;
With 33 megabytes (MB) of hard disk space,
A monitor, a keyboard and a mouse!
Instruction manuals too! Thanks, Gateway!
Say…what does MS-DOS 6.1 on these disks mean?
Wait…why are there more disks labeled Windows 3.11?
Where do they go? Yep, I'm gonna break it...
Entry: April 4, 2017
Prompt: Any aspect or object of technology
For: Dew Drop Inn Poetry Workshop
Form: Free verse with major verses conforming to an unaccented iambic pentameter meter
Rhyme Pattern: None
Note: Two minor bridging verses have 4 to 6 or less syllables per line.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.~~Robert Frost