Sifting through my digital detritus
some rare moments of light
while others
speak only
of the weight
I wish to escape
* * *
Perched over a tiny screen,
staring into the glow of the world,
like a presence in the clouds,
creating and uncreating with a click.
One day, I threw
a fishing line
into the internet
and I caught you.
Always so much
and never a dent
Scratching and chipping
Please throw me a vest
Ten tasks, all just okay
Mediocrity gets in the way
One thing is never enough
A light, diffused β it all becomes stuff
Testing testing testing
just to see
if I can type and send
a tweet like thisβ
dancing across lines
and spaces,
spreading the love.
Pulling the internet drip
out of my arm
I realize
all these streams
are full of nothing
Weeks without Twitter,
less of an Internet minion,
unchained from each moment,
free from the screen.
Irrelevant perhaps?
Yet fear is gone.
Glad to see you writing more and differently than I have read of your posts. Carry on π
If I could just have all those minutes back …
Brilliant post. π
I like “free” very much π very good!
“Fishing” means a lot to me. I can’t say any more than that, but thank you.
Thank you — I’m attached to that one, actually. It’s simple yet says a lot about my and my husband’s path.
Well done, especially the IV drip β₯
One of my favorites, too!
This is so beautifully written, and I love the picture you took-so pretty! π
This piece just breathes originality. It’s always so refreshing to see anything like this on a tweet dash. π
“Of the weight I wish to escape”
Perfect conclude
I already loved your photography now I love your word imagery, too! Also relate to the list of ten mediocre things–maybe number eleven is where the spark happens? We just have to keep pushing through the fog and flotsam. π
Thanks! As for the one on mediocrity and ten tasks — I think that one stemmed from the feeling of multi-tasking all the time, whether at work or in general. Always numerous browser tabs open — too much to read, though never focused or truly enjoying one thing. Or always a long To Do list, crossing things off to get them done, and doing OK jobs on all, but not excellent on any single one…
Some rare moments of light are what keep me from signing off social media forever
Liked the poetry, but I couldn’t stop looking at the amazing image. Where can this be found?
It’s in the Mission District in San Francisco — very cool wall!
San Francisco seems like a cool place, but I’ve only got scenes from Charmed to go off π
Sometimes I’m afraid of becoming like the people I read about when the writings become sad.
As always…superb.
Thanks π
Wow — stunning words. Perfect timing for me too as I just had a mini detox from my phone.
Wow…..loved it what a profound revelation through simple mundane route