Ode To a Printer
For my outstanding printer, an ode to you
(for days, you've spoken not a word.
No heaves, or thuds, or reluctant clues
you sit silently, and I'm feeling awkward)
to my faithful friend,
this honor long overdue.
Each time I called, you answered cheerfully.
Spent hours together, I'd feed, you'd shrug,
(but now I gaze on your silence fearfully:
I'm terribly afraid you have captured a bug.
Please open your eyes,
sing offkey again.)
I want the world to know, and of course you,
I honor you as an exceptional MOST!
When things were bad and coming askew
you helped me through. Without you, I'm toast!
(Please wake up soon,
I'm begging you.)
February 27, 2023
For Jeff Keyser's "Write an Ode Poetry Contest"
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2023
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