Song of Analog Man

SONG OF ANALOG MAN

Don't blog. 
Sing in analog.
Log-off in space. 

Wasted time! 
In machine rhyme.
Holding data in your face.

Past, heart shaped locket.
Present, gear and shinny sprocket.
Pendulum stops in place.

Time machine,speaks tick-tock.
Strings and loops, in quantum flick-flock.
Trying to save the human race.

What's the pattern,
what's the fear?
To everything that 
we hold dear.
Endless stream of 
one and zip.
Baked in a Pi 
of Delta whip.         

Here today and gone tomorrow.
Cry into your programed sorrow.
You are not, Computer Ace.    

Find the F key, find the trouble.
Hit a key, and now it's double.
All else fails, report your case.                        

Don't throw ExBasic fits here!
Count the gigs to megabits dear.
Do your Loop in nested trace.                        

Forgot to multiply
the chain.
Did this really cook 
your brain?
The functions solved for X and Y, 
thrown a curve you won't embrace. 

What's the pattern,
what's the fear?
To everything that 
we hold dear.
Endless stream 
of one and zip.
Baked in a Pi 
of Delta whip.

A swirl of chips and funny numbers.
Formulas, our life encumbers.
Are we truly lost in place?

Can we backtrack and count our fingers?
Toes and noes, the feeling lingers.
Of pendulums, and golden lockets, 
and crystals used for mama's vase. 

He wants a song, to strum guitar strings.
Don't complicate, the how to live things.
Digital, can we erase?

Analog he really savors.
No prologue to quantum favors.
Do away and please efface!

What's the pattern,
what's the fear?
To everything that 
we hold dear.
Endless stream 
of one and zip.
Baked in a Pi 
of Delta whip.

By Edlynn Nau
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Jones Avatar
August 17, 2015 at 3:55 AM
Ilove the technical as well as the humour. I am a bit of a Luddite and I am that far behind the cutting edge I would have to book a short holiday to visit it. I write Calligraphy, paint watercolours glass pain and cook. All analogue activities. The digital is just a tool when I have to. All power to your cousin's plectrum I say. Kind regards, Ian
Nau Avatar
August 17, 2015 at 1:50 PM
HA HA! Thanks Ian! Poor Michael...he is frustrated. I too, am behind and I hate when four year old can create a PDF file! Ha! It is a different world!
Dietrich Avatar
August 16, 2015 at 7:32 PM
oh my, you are using words I still don't even know. All this techno jargon. Ugggg. Anyway, this has GREAT flow and rhythm and I get your drift!! Nice one!
Nau Avatar
August 16, 2015 at 9:23 PM
Well a lot of these words are archaic now! That's the point! One can never catch up. Besides computer terms I was using calculus (Pi & Delta, X and Y, multiply the chain) all notation for science and computers. I'm so PLEASED that with or w/o the lexicons, the just of it is grokked!
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