Sara Chansarkar Poet Monorhyme

Snail Mail

Oh, how I remember the old snail mail
Reading in the microscopic detail
From the one rightful owner of the tale
Now,instant messaging, the holy grail
Spreads half cooked word instantly without fail
Distorting it immensely in its trail
Announcements and news burst in with the gale
I prefer authentic, even if stale

Written on 08/23/2016
Contest: Monorhyme Mania by John Hamilton

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Ronald Kent August 30, 2016 at 6:35 PM Nice write Sara, find a stamp and send it to someone. lol

Janice Canerdy August 25, 2016 at 2:16 PM A 7 for this well-written poem, Sara. Janice

Andrea Dietrich August 24, 2016 at 12:03 AM I love this and I really miss snail mail. So fun to open up a letter from somewhere afar!!

Jan Allison August 23, 2016 at 2:22 PM I much prefer a proper letter and dislike 2FB where news especially bad news is broadcast within minutes of it happening:-( good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx