Todays’s NaPoWriMo prompt asked me to move backward in time away from such modern contrivances as podcasts and challenged me to write a poem that features forgotten technology.
I wrote a poem about a time in my life where technology took an incredible leap forward and showed me the first of an endless number of possibilities.
Words of Joy
Turn on the machine,
Make the cathode-ray tubes glow.
Feel the screen buzz green,
See the flashing cursor show.
Wait for sleepy drives to spin,
Thinking in cold slow motion.
Software grinding like a cotton gin,
Lethargic gears of digital locomotion.
Then the heavy beast awakes,
Light blue sky behind a rainbow window.
Asking me for my secret keepsake,
a handshake hiding inside an innuendo.
Checkpoint guards inspecting my papers,
Allowing me to pass the first gate.
Next comes the inner circle elevator,
Connecting my line to all American states.
It is the closet thing to face-to-face,
Our ingenuity has finally reached the holy grail.
For no technology will ever replace,
Hearing that voice sing, “You’ve Got Mail!”