a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Creating For Magpie Tales

Days long past
We worried
The film would break
Leaving us with slapping sounds
And empty views

Now with Progress
(Such a dirty word!)
We can repeat
Endlessly
If we have power.

Play the same scene
Over and over
Like The Omega Man
Know it by heart
Pretending you're not alone.

For Tess at Magpie Tales

12 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

the slapping sound - perfect. :)

Magaly Guerrero said...

"Progress" can be such a dirty word, indeed...

Charleen said...

Oh yes! Children in particular love to hit repeat, and repeat and repeat again!

Dana Dampier said...

Sometimes "progress" can be quite annoying! I love your poem!

Ginny said...

Very cool! I like it!

Jinksy said...

How well you evoked those broken films of long ago...

Sandra said...

fortunately or unfortunately i do remember the flap flap flap

Kutamun said...

It is so true , we humans do seek endless solace in our machines ....by the way , love your new underwear !

Karen S. said...

Oh yes, I'm reeling there too!

Eddie Bluelights said...

Progress can be a two edged sword.
Yes we can replay our cherished dreams and memories in a digital world but there was nothing quite like the threat of slappy sounds with empty views to make us listen and rememberevents as they ocurred in real time.
Im a new boy on the block ~ I'd love you to see my effort ~ Eddie

Carrie Van Horn said...

We used to hit repeat in Pee Wee Herman's Big Adventure when the truck driver's eye balls pop outward....progress sometimes is not progress....have a great weekend Karen. :-)

Tess Kincaid said...

Oh yeah I remember the slapping sound of that broken tape...thanks for bring it all back...

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