Silence…

August 17, 2015

 Is what I long for

Of mind body and soul

Heart and knowing

Dreams and longing

Words and people

Cruel and mocking

This life I’ve lived

through the years

a little happiness

though many tears

Someday the silence

will come as relief

Still God will laugh

as I’ve sown what I reap

He’ll laugh and mock

at my bitter end

my life was naught

but a blowing wind

died out among

the trees so bare

never real living

a day here, a day there

and now with silence

I no longer care

copyright August 2015/R. Webb

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Thinking back…

June 15, 2013

to simpler times. When using a phone meant hearing the ‘tuh tuh tuh tuh tuh’ of the rotary dial. Then the fancy square buttons with the musical beeps. I would punch short songs and hang up fast as not to dial some long distance number and get into trouble as a teen who has to explain why the phone call to timbuktoo was made. Internet was more like ‘enter the net’ when you slept outside in a tent and the flaps on the windows/door maybe had a type of netting on them to let a breeze in. When you got in the car to drive somewhere you talked to the people in the vehicle, not somewhere ‘out there’. I seriously think about having a single landline again. Can you even get those anymore if you are not a business? I can imagine giving my number, then stating it is a landline. Crickets chirp. The look of ‘hmmmm…not sure about this one.’ But then, that would be part of the fun now wouldn’t it.