Does your TV have a timer?
Will it turn off automatic?
I miss the days of simple viewing and television static.
On switch
Off switch
No subscriptions and way less problematic.
Before never needing a broadband service ,
electric installation or a qualified mechanic
Thirty-nine minutes I've searched in a crazed and frenzied panic.
If you could see me now
How I am reacting...
you'd think I was about to board the sinking ship Titanic.
I've even looked in all the pockets, of everybody's jacket.
But how else am I supposed to watch my favorite drama?
And all of its dramatics
The only silver lining is my toddler's nursery rhymes
She asks for, so eagerly erratic
Ive not had to endure such noise or listen to its racket
Perhaps a right of passage
or a males destiny
controlling the remote
always seemed just right to me.
Skillful flicking fingers
fast on the keys
scanning thru the channels
and with great dexterity.
Change to other stations
commercials gotta go
such a star on the clicker
a real surfing pro.
It's of course my opinion
but these words I extol
all's right in my world
when I have remote control!
Into the station
a train is coming
click, clack, clicker,
choo, choo,
toot...toot
you
show the shared
lives of time and history
When you are coming to me
--If money hadn't slipped through us,
love would not have faded
or tarnished--
Put one foot on the train stairs,
grabbed the handle with,
one hand and bowed head
like words with eyewash,
following a slow-moving train: i
one point; you remains
Frozen snows on the ground,
left and staying
overcoat fell over it
like all know.
jeopardy clicker
my backyard bird this morning
no one calls on him
4/29/2021
3 Senryu and a few Limericks
an eerie shadow
a hand touches my shoulder
....a double parked broom
shrieks in the graveyard
skeletons in the moonlight
.....a timpani of old bones
arched backs and Mohawks
claw marks and a hissy fit
......broom stick rumble seat
The Corona virus mask
creates a Halloween task
how to eat candy
even when handy
the same problem exists for dad's flask
The witches and ghoulies are running late
rushing with potions to seal our fate
if it gets much sicker
I'll just use the clicker
and move to a colorless state
John G. Lawless
10/9/2020
During the industrial revolution,
Poe’s raven spoke with elocution;
“Nevermore”, now we’ve a solution,
just you wait for distribution.
We’ve invented great machines,
clicker-clankers, sure to please,
With cogs and wheels that spin with ease
and long, tired days, they will soon cease.
Wondrous gauges, invented by sages,
power-piping giant bird cages;
oh the miracles of the ages,
carefully crafted in small stages.
Just wait and see, you will adore,
hard working backs won’t break anymore,
travelling with steam, from shore to shore
is truly a great way to explore.
Guess what, you’re going to also fly,
like the birds up in the skies;
keep your glass eye, nearby
soon automobiles will be passing by.
Just don your top hat, c’mon gents;
oh, things may cost a few more cents.
just imagine the automated presents,
you can buy, let the future commence!
Walking along the way
Enjoying the company every day
Careful to never take for granted
That time is slightly slanted
...to tick
Click, click, was that a hicc UP
Wait, no...what!?!
It can NOT
be true
I never noticed
That time had voted
To bring you new
opportunity
without
me
No one asked me
No one cared to see
If I was done being
If I was done with needing
your presence
the intoxicating joy
of your perfect essence
just.....gone...
It's over......you grew
Time tricked and ticked,
then
clicked you
Out of my nurturing ground
Without so much as a sound
Of warning
How can I rejoice in your growth
When you have built your own boat
With the tools I gave you from my shed
I knew you would leave one day
But never could I have imagined in the way
You left the home where I had provided a nice bed
to be at peace
It's that stupid time ticker
That takes the clicker
And runs you past the place
Where intimacy shares
And LOVE fully cares
In the moment of empty space
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-27-2018
Proximity is the major factor in who tickles your tickler
The odds are small of tickling ticklers beyond your perimeter
Even though if you met
All worked up you'd get
The sweetie down the streetie will most likely click your clicker
society is tripping
they got new sport suits for the latest trend
my mind is scrambling like ham in eggs
Bust a nut in a rut some time before
many are tripping out with a two bit whore
people are people so why should it be
you & I live together so awfully
I want to scream but I got hoop dreams
Comb over Trump is president but he hasn't made a dent
we got some screws loose in our brains
not having the television clicker in hand is driving me insane
it used to mean something to hold open a door
but that was so 1974 it don't exist anymore
we still got flower power but it takes place in the shower
we honor the dead with mixed messages in our head
these are desolate times
yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes
the casualties are enormous
for a stated cause that's atrocious
so I build this sanctuary in my mind & no I'm not blind
you really suck the nation is going to hell but
I still got a great story to tell
a winner is still another loser that falls but gets up & gives it one last try..
What is my last reply ?
we all need to grow & shut the hell up !
The master of the living room
‘Cause I’ve got the clicker
My children, to my tastes shall groom
‘Cause I’ve got the clicker
They storm around, they scream and shout
They act as if they’re al put out
They whine and moan, complain and pout
‘Cause I’ve got the clicker
Procedurals, I won’t partake
‘Cause I’ve got the clicker
Network news lies and berates
But I’ve got the clicker
Adventure tales, I am a fan
Better sit-coms, I can stand
But mostly I steam on broadband
When I have the clicker
Reality, thy grind at me
So I grab the clicker
A stress release, so great the need
So I grab the clicker
To reset faith with simple tales
To restore peace amidst travails
I rarely feel so week or frail
When I’ve got the clicker.
T errific and terrible, loud and unrelenting, I am suddenly
H ammered by a head splitting, grating screech, as the
E mergency Broadcast Signal blatantly blares from my TV.
N early every glass rattles and shatters, because the
O N button is stuck on its highest setting possible!
I try in vain to find the clicker to lower the volume
S o the earsplitting nightmare of noise will lower, but it keeps on
E scalating, out of control, while I cover my poor ears in agony.
Written on 3/7/2017
Am a better sinner
And so in here am a winner
Am hiding the bitter
That's cooks in there so inner
Am the smooth butter
With the highlighted clicker
Because all i do is click
But you, oh you
You commit it all, the good in the bad
The bad in the good
You don't hide
Well, sometimes you do
You are my entertainment
You are very captivating
Sometimes i want to be so bad, so bad like you
Dressed in your suit, with all that soot
But i know my limit, i know the rules
It's you i see
Okay Guys, let's do our thing
The game is almost on
So get some beer and chips and dip
Comfortable chairs to sit upon.
Okay Guys, let's watch TV
With the clicker in our hand
It's the only time we have control
When we feel in full command.
Okay Guys, let's buy some tools
So we can look like handy men
Hammer, wrench and pliers
We'll surely use them again and again.
Okay Guys, let's fix that shelf
So the pictures won't tumble down
It will only take a few minutes
Then in beer our sorrows we drown.
Okay Guys, let's go out on a date
We can see a movie or a show
We'll ask the girls to join us
And hope they won't say, "No".
Okay Guys, the Girls still love us
At least that is what they say...
So let's just enjoy this moment in time
THEY get the rest of the day!
when screams of children being bombed &
women being raped to the sounding drumbeat of war,
some trip over their feet to turn the knob
to click the clicker, change the channel
to
run
run
run away
from the real tragedy spitting back in your face
because the modern conveniences that make your life
cushy
are the same fueling the masquerade that’s destroying lives & killing others
all across the world---
there is no system of checks n’ balances---
the figures of the dead are only accounted for by the winners for the
winners,
and history will have no place for you if you need something that
they are not willing to concede.
for some this is all just easy listening
for some this is all what they run to their cabinet in their kitchen to get the
cleaning fluid to
squeegee the screen
try to make the blood go away
try to make the screams pass on and leave them the rest of their day.
lean back n’
close your
eyes---pretend
that no one is
around even if
someone is---
crack open yer
beverage of
choice pick it
up in your hand
ooh that plastic
perfection with
its slick rubber
buttons & dive
right into the
drama---you are
at the hilt of
western
civilization n’
where you are
smothering
yourself in
leisure &
complacence,
others in the
world are
struggling a
struggle that
you’ll never
know because
you’re bio-rents
chose to do the
nasty here,
instead of those
places that you
might only find
in quick-cut news
reports when
something we
want is jeopardized
for a split second
by something that
is actually needed
by those with less
than us---keep
clicking & maybe
just maybe you’ll
get an excerpt
regarding anything
like this, perhaps,
if they have a lil’
bit of garbage time
which they can’t
fill.
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