For the life of me; I can't understand why
people everywhere are tethered to their phones.
Although I don't wish to oversimplify,
it seems we are willingly becoming clones.
Technology diminished human contact,
and bigotry is on the rise; that's a fact.
We are social beings; meant to interface
with one another in person, face to face.
Categories:
oversimplify, computer, how i feel,
Form: Rispetto
When I open my mouth
Bats emerge
or worse, or better
What more can be said
How much more to know
To share, to oversimplify
Borders, places
That feel familiar, but not
My story
My language, my beliefs
But not my place
The stories that
Illustrate
Castigate
And just wander
In normal conversations
Ordinary paradoxes
Of those who are
Asking for help
Looking for
Dignity
Place
Something ordinary
Categories:
oversimplify, people, perspective,
Form: Free verse
Keeping up with the Joneses
What I see is what I want
Trapped in a comparison trap
Never ending loop of haunt
If only this then I’ll be happy
Easy to oversimplify
Grass is always greener
Your own situation gets vilified
Pursuing others perceived perfection
Hunting down their fantasy
Find yourself living vicariously
Needing to fit into normality
Consumed with consuming
Look around and realize
Marching toward material things
Doesn’t make blissfulness materialize
Scrolling for an answer
Eyes glued to a screen
Put down your weapon
Start chasing your own dream
Time to flip the script
Accept your reality
Live your version of happiness
Then you’ll be set free
Categories:
oversimplify, encouraging, motivation,
Form: Rhyme
The older we get we realize…
although we have the same amount of time each day
it is hard to get together with people we love…
as so many ‘things’ get in our way.
When it comes to our nephew and his wife…
this was a trend we wanted to defy.
The solution it turned out was quite simple…
our mutual admiration…for pie
So we made a date…a chance to meet…
to look each other in the eye
to talk about our lives
our adventures
and to do this over a slice of pie.
And we did…
we met…
we talked like we always do…
we shared a laugh…
a cry
and the conversation went down smoothly…
just like that slice of pie.
As we talked…as we reconnected…
how quickly time flew by…
and before we knew it we had finished…
our conversation…
and our pie
And I thought how wonderful it was to meet this way
as we hugged and said goodbye
and how easy it is to share the beauty of life
over a slice of pie
We decided to do this again and soon as possible
(not to oversimplify)
because we know time spent together with those we love
is about much more than the pie.
Categories:
oversimplify, family, love, time,
Form: Verse
Once long ago there was a clear blue sky
Where roamed free bird and butterfly
That’s when came the idea to super citify
And to pollution creators deify
All put their brain power to diversify
Silenced anyone who dared go awry
Soon mile high skyscrapers did gratify
And every square inch did occupy
Way too many to quantify
So it was nature they did damnify
Now skies are filled with traffic jams that horrify
Greenish rain waters that relentlessly acidify
Mountain-high billboard ads that do electrify
An extravagance of gadgets enough to stupefy
Implanted technology meant to dehumanify
In light of superfluity, let me just plainly oversimplify
Scientists need to eat a big piece of humble pie
There’s just no way to justify
Why colorful sunsets went by the by
And why no one remembers the aroma of apple pie
Submitted on March 4, 2018 for contest SCIENCE FICTION sponsored by DEBORAH GUENTHER BEACHBOARD - HONORABLE MENTION
Categories:
oversimplify, city, humanity, loss, nature,
Form: Monorhyme
Intake of detergent
I need it now it's urgent
Give me lavender a big supply
I'm complex so oversimplify.
Have I told you I'm complex
See my insides are convex
I get vexed easily
Like a raging army of clouds
So hastily
Don't push my buttons
There's many, dozens.
I also have a vast amount of cycles
I'm sorry I'm just old
But if you give me some bold I'll be content
Willing to remove all the stains of your life's mess by 60%.
See I can't give 100 no not anymore
I'm dizzy
I've told you about my cycles
Now to be recycled
See I somber at the thought
A whirlpool of emotions.
But isn't it delightful to have a second chance
The big revival... the second coming, resurrection
An even healthier, more aesthetic complexion.
Hmmmm maybe a Harley Davidson Street 7-5-0
So I could cycle and cycle forever ya know.
Fancy a spin?
Categories:
oversimplify, change, courage, creation, desire,
Form: Rhyme
Everyone's excited to be leaving
We thought this day would never come,
Eighteen years of laughs and make-believing.
At last it's time to run away from home.
But we will have to say goodbye
To all our friends
The next time we meet it will be noisy
As we tell each other who we've become.
So the only way to go is to just go
Perhaps you think I oversimplify
Got to make yourself take the leap
Trust yourself to fly.
Everyone's excited to be leaving
As if we can't grow up until we part
Naively we agree there'll be no grieving-
We embrace as though we know each others heart
Categories:
oversimplify, adventuretime,
Form: Rhyme
Madame Sosostris, the leaves are running away
With the springtime wind, into the University café,
Mr. Scogan, what prophesy of apocalypse do you bring?
The grass smells oh! so fresh and green
Budded with cupidity and sin,
In shadow behind the lamp,
Tent pitched beneath a Portabello mushroom,
On your ear lobe is that an earring?
These mushrooms grow in the air from Hamadan,
While you examine a cemented palm print
On the footwalk of Stars embedded in archaic senility,
What, after all, is your Machiavellian plan?
Eye huge behind the magnifying glass,
Sinister, these fates of March,
‘Perhaps there is something in it after all’
Otherwise, why have the cacti mutated so?
We cannot help but oversimplify,
Decimation follows the metric system,
Is uniform, total and immediate,
Decimation does in turn itself mutate.
Ashes radiate ashes to create a wasteland
Shrunken ovaries, ululating uterus
As rheumy eyes keep shrewd watch for the Holy Grail
On a spec of dust in the universe.
Categories:
oversimplify, life, people, philosophy, universe,
Form: Blank verse