Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

It's Called Progress

We seem to be losing that loving feeling
As we sit side by side at computers
I'm engrossed in my P-Soup and writing
And Cathie plays games with shooters

We're losing the knack of intelligent repartee
Don't connect as much anymore
We just look things up, do a search on Google
Everything is there, that's for sure

We definitely need to get back to yesterday
When rapport was the name of the game
We're losing touch with our friends and loved ones
This technological age is to blame

Certainly it'll never go back to the way it was
It's called progress, I call it sad
That our closest friend is now our computer
Real people are no longer our fad

  

© Jack Ellison 2013

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Wayland Bunch December 24, 2013 at 3:04 AM I was a kid that loved technology. Definitely ahead of my time, but couldn't agree with you more. I mean on one hand it's great to be able to look up anything. I've learned so much on the internet at a fast rate, but you can't really look up friendship or love. Surely there are good people here such as yourself, but in a world so connected, right at our fingertips, it seems we are losing touch with what's really going on. Great work old buddy. Jack Ellison December 24, 2013 at 1:06 PM I guess the one thing we can be thankful for in our retirement years, is that we're able to keep in contact with a great bunch of people here on the Soup! Meryy Christmas my friend!!!

Carol Eastman December 22, 2013 at 8:45 AM Cathie is sitting there doing shooters? Take the bottle away! Or the jello shots! Kick the others out! Cuddle up to her and take her mind off things! Put on Bing Crosby's White Christmas! Light candles... set the mood... and BACK AWAY from the computer! LOL... only kidding! We have matching computers, too... Side by side... I write poetry and Mike surfs the web on his hobbies! Merry Christmas... PS. Dragon sits between us, and the penguins are sleeping at our feet with the puppies and Trolls. Jack Ellison December 23, 2013 at 4:50 AM YOU ARE A HOOT MISS CAROL!!! Surfing side by side riding off into the sunset of life... what could be better!!! LOL XOXOX

Russell Sivey December 21, 2013 at 10:58 PM I don't know that the social networks would be a great way to meet people though...you have to be careful who you have as a friend, just look at my sister, she found someone on Facebook, started dating him, and he turned out to be a psychopath....seriously, that is what he truly is...now he is in jail for something he has done crazily! I really connected with this poem though Jack...I love my computer and plan on using it the rest of my life, or until there is something else that comes out!! Jack Ellison December 22, 2013 at 6:27 AM What a horrible, horrible outcome for your dear sister!!! I am certainly aware of the dangers... was she harmed in any way? YIKES! Disgusting.........

Mark Peterson December 21, 2013 at 7:39 PM Alas, Jack, how can we have it both ways. I think it's the poetry that's unchanged, and this still helps connect. I don't think of the technology and infrastructure, as I read the words. So keep the verses coming, and I'll ignore all the rest. Mark Peterson December 22, 2013 at 12:29 AM Amen! Jack Ellison December 21, 2013 at 9:38 PM Too bad we couldn't replace all the politicians of the world with poets!!! Merry Christmas, my friend!

Andrea Dietrich December 21, 2013 at 9:19 AM I just read what Mary Jo said down here. I too still do the written cards and a newsletter!! Jack Ellison December 21, 2013 at 9:28 AM Eventually it will disappear unfortunately!!!

Andrea Dietrich December 21, 2013 at 9:18 AM yep, how we have progressed!!! And yet, do we want to go back and leave the computer behind? That answers the question, I fear. Jack Ellison December 21, 2013 at 9:24 AM I wouldn't be writing this right now... now would I... and I would never have met all you sweet souls here in the Soup!!! Merry Christmas dear Andrea! XOXOXOX