I just arrived back from a trip to The Twilight Zone.
No, my nephew is not in the Phillipines, thank you very much.
Enough said. (Though I will add, how appropriate this weirdness happened while I was putting together a poem about a teleportation device.)
On to my Day 12 poem for the Poem-a-Day prompt contributed by Jane Shlensky, "Write about a piece of technology or engineering that does not exist but that should."
Below is my attempt.
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| Photo by Kriss Szkurlatowski |
Tele-
portation
device
finer
than
tele-
phone
transmitting
material
self to soul mates
left
in the dust
better than bitter
sound
waves
wafting
through
opaque atmosphere
***
Great poem, only I fear it will take some considerable machine to have me teleported anywhere – you see, I hate to think that I kind of left body parts behind me here and there.
ReplyDeleteAndrea, www.inourbooks.com
LOL .. well, that wouldn't be any fun, would it??
DeleteThanks for stopping by, Andrea.
:-)
Yes, please. I'll take one of those.
ReplyDeleteLOL .. thanks for visiting, Lara. :-)
DeleteI like the aliterations and how the poem unfolds - choppy and demanding :-)
ReplyDelete"material / self to soul mates" Great!