Dial the phone:
No one's home
Write a letter:
Return to sender
Stop by at the address:
Sorry moved somewhere else.
Shoot off an email:
No reply- oh well.
Lost Connection =
Time for reflection.
(c) 2013 Copyright Elena Plotkin
A nice poem with good rhyme and rhythm. The ways that we use to stay connected has just about vanished or are about to become extinct. We have lost that sense of togetherness. Do not despair there is still Twitter, Facebook, My space, Pintarest, etc. Please read my poem Precious Moments. Enjoyed your write Elena.
Superb! A chain reaction depicted in so few words! The last two lines make us pause and think.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
elena, this one goes well with Foolishly Bet! one sometimes waits to keep in touch until it is TOO LATE! ! ! ! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - second time i read it i noticed Dail; is that a kind of sheep? or the first name of Roy Rogers wife? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - was it someone who owed you money? ? ? bri :)