Sunday, February 22nd, 2004 4:45 a.m. pst
poetry by Michael F. Nyiri


"Typewriter with Pictures"

It always happens the same way,
No matter whether with a pen, or whether with a keyboard
Sometimes the words will out with ease,
And the couplets release on their own, if you please
Sometimes the words would get stuck in the mind
And the pen would choke leaving inspiration behind

As I conjure up the typewriter with pictures
Now it's a little bit different
The poetry happens in notepad these days
A benificent typewriter overlaid
On a wondrous portal sending memories to heaven
And somewhat hopefully satisfying the
dreams of the masses as they worship
In the bower of electronic kinship

The words are now blinks on a screen
All the thoughts, words, wishes, dreams and desires.
Words on the screen can be moved around with ease
Stanzas "inserted" or thoughts removed with delete keys
But behind the wall of the light green page
Another window shows me the mind of ev'ry internet sage

As I conjure up the typewriter with pictures
I sometimes feel like a god
Overseeing the creations and the responses
Eternity's future laid out before me
On a wondrous portal sending memories to heaven
And somewhat hopefully becoming the
Conduit through with which understanding
Shall finally join the brethren into banding

To create on the typewriter with pictures
To worship through the typewriter with pictures
To see the thoughts as they are thought
And to move them all around in cyberspace
Wouldst that only man would realize his fate
And look into the typewriter with pictures
Before it's too late
And realize through this he might
look into humanity's face

 


2004

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