Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Talking To the Air

People talking to themselves
When strolling down the street
At one time were the type of folks
You wouldn’t want to meet.

But ear buds linked to cell phones
Have upended that routine,
For everybody walks and talks
To listeners unseen.

So nowadays, when someone
Is conversing as he struts,
You can’t distinguish who is sane
From one who’s likely nuts.

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Jon A Cavanaugh September 5, 2013 at 4:03 PM This one is a hysterically funny poem. The ending is perfect. I love it.

Kim Merryman September 4, 2013 at 4:07 PM Good one, Ilene! My problem is I talk to myself all the time and I don't have earbuds or Bluetooth to blame it on. People probably do think I'm nuts! I enjoyed your poem. Love, Kim

Robert Johnson September 4, 2013 at 3:32 PM This is an exquisit piece ilene. So succinct and cohesive. Bty, I don't have ear buds. :) Also, small i should tell you. Peace. :)

Wilma Neels September 4, 2013 at 12:06 PM lol this is so true Ilene, so true. You made me giggle tonight, really enjoyed it tonight ;)

Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 9:15 AM HAHAHAHAHAHAH! Ilene...Literally...LOL...Literally laughing out LOUD! :) You are amazing! Yes...I've wondered at times....What a day and age we live in! Hugs to you, my dear! Wonderful write!