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| bubblesnz |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 12:06:07 AM
How true this is:
We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mousewe roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
A great oak, is just a little nut which held it's ground. |
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| westernhorse51 |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 4:40:43 PM
Hi Helen, I love it and it's so true. I think I've opened up more here then just about anywhere else. great poem. Michele
"she selects wool and flax and works with eager hands". Prov. 31:13 |
| bubblesnz |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 2:08:37 PM
Hi Clare, if we were to met face to face, and you and a few wines with Meadowlark and me ;o),mentioning your unmentionables, wouldn't be a problem. lol
A great oak, is just a little nut which held it's ground. |
| bubblesnz |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 1:59:45 PM
Hiya meadowlark, no cant claim to be the poet :( Not sure who wrote it sorry.
It was sent to me as is.
A great oak, is just a little nut which held it's ground. |
| Clare |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 11:36:20 AM
Very true and thought provoking poem, Helen. If we all met face to face, I'm not sure I'd dive in to talking about
"the unmentionables", like we've done here.... but it is a comfort and it is sustaining alot of us that like to feel connected.
**** Love is the great work - though every heart is first an apprentice. - Hafiz
Set a high value on spontaneous kindness. - Samuel Johnson****
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| mollymae |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 11:04:02 AM
I like it, Helen!!
Cead Mile Failte,
Molly
"If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain. If I can ease one life the Aching or cool one pain, or help one fainting robin unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain" ~Emily Dickinson
**When life throws scraps your way ~ Make a Quilt!**
Sisterhood of the Traveling Art |
| MeadowLark |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 07:30:13 AM
Helen, Did you compose that yourself?..If you did add poet to your list of accomplishments! Thanks!
"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there." Rumi, 13th century. http://www.xs4all.nl/~josvg/cits/sb/sb101.html |
| therusticcottage |
Posted - Jul 23 2005 : 12:12:39 AM
Helen -- this is so sweet (and so true)!!! Thanks for sharing it.
Kay - Living in Beautiful Washington State
"You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face."
--Eleanor Roosevelt |
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