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Mobile phones, Ipads, Thinkpads and Android Tablets. Text Messages, emails, tweets and Facebook notifications. Do you ever think that we suffer From a disease called Communication Over-load?
Fare Thee Well
Fare thee well, my old friend. I've suddenly realised - I haven't needed you in a long time - You're part of my life no longer.
Social Outcast -new-
Shunned, forgotten and ignored, Dis-owned by civilised society. You sit sheltering from the sleet On a cold damp bed of newspapers
I blow in from the sea From far across the deep blue yonder. Together with all my family Locked together in a grey-white form,
January brings the frost and snow they say. Temperatures dip and pavements slippery underfoot. New Year's Resolutions planned exercise regimes Come to a shuddering halt, as we baulk
In the Summertime
Shorts and t-shirts sit unused In the bottom of my bedroom drawer. The bottle of factor fifty suntan lotion- Sits unopened on the dressing room table.
The freshly fallen snow
Footsteps sink softly in fresh virgin snow. The dull grey roadway temporarily shining Brilliant white crystallised water reflecting The brilliant moonlight shining bright
A light scratching sound, Breaks the silence as The nib of my pen Glides swiftly across the page
Common sense - It is less common than we think. Yet we all think that we have it In abundance.
One hundred years ago - Mistrust and suspicion between nations - Our respective governments decided - They all had to be tough - stand up and fight -
How importan am I?
It is true to say that life goes on, The wheel keeps turning day after day. People come and people go, the seasons Keep on changing - day follows night -
TV is shite tonight
Eastenders is depressing, Coronation Street's rubbish too - Can't they bring back Jack Duckworth? At least we'd get a laugh
The Road To Happiness
The four bare walls of my mind, That help to keep me in chains - Within the prison cell of my brain. There's a life out there, somewhere -
The inner child
Oh where have we gone wrong in life? Where have we taken the wrong turn? Why is that we can no longer - See the world anew?
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Mobile phones, Ipads, Thinkpads and Android Tablets.
Text Messages, emails, tweets and Facebook notifications.
Do you ever think that we suffer
From a disease called Communication Over-load?
I don't really care if you had Cornflakes for breakfast
Or that your dog has chewed your Sunday World!
Why do you feel the need, to keep me updated,
With every pointless thing that you think or do
In the sad dreary life that you lead?
If you were genuinely busy working or having fun
You'd not have time to sit glued to your Ipad,
Telling me what a busy and ...