Beyond This Travesty

Who are we?

Today is different

A lightening burst flickering behind my wet eyelashes

and I see clearly days gone by

yesterday leaves my memories in a cabinet drawer

those will remain sewn into my DNA

for future lifetimes to explore

 

for I will be back again and again

I feel I didn’t do much this time

my brain has been tapped for production

exploited to serve everyone but me

lost time, perhaps confused and in denial

I look into the crowds and see pill popping eyes

stomachs full of unidentifiable artisan specialties

the zest of being alive

 reflected in the screen of my alogrithm

 

Mr. Mobile can you find me true love

and deliver my new shoes promptly on my doorstep

iphone, you phone, call the drone

face time in real time

what!… four hours already on faceb…..!

car drive me to my house please

it’s warm and fuzzy talking to my steering wheel!

These nimble fingers only flirt slim elegant keyboards

I speak only in digital and weblog

it’s an online course

offered privately in my room

drive me home so I can isolate myself in my mini mansion

my friends and I, we all meet for coffee and games

 

in a cyber paradigm

my mind rejects my reality

heard that before…..

I live in my own psychological drama

stuck in my thoughts and emotions

do you see the travesty?

I forgot the scent of skin

freshly washed hair

the taste of green from the earth

mud on my hands and knees, playing in the streets

moms sweet voice shouting through the window

it’s almost time for dinner

they call me a millennial or generation Y

which suggests the next generation will be Z " Zombies

…..fits perfectly!

I have a gluten free hairstyle

and I’m proactive in an inactive society

I realize I have all the comforts and gadgets I need

generations before didn’t know such comforts

but I search in the mirror to ask my reflection

to give me back my joy

this desperation, it leaks acid from my taunt veins

a thirst for insight

thats why today is different

I want to explore my existence

without ambiguity and disguise

see white bone to understand

plans and structured rituals are available

but you must sign up for the layaway plan

This is where I step in and tell my psychodrama

to take a hike!

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Beyond This Travesty'
Hebe,
Photo below your poem is descriptive. Yesterday on a walk I saw three guys on a break from yard work not talking to each other but gazing into their cell phones. What to do? These 'phones' cover so much! To break out of the tendency to find meaning in too much screen time is so important. Going outside will bring day light and people. Sitting outside to read is great too. You covered the realies of soul loss within the tendencies of this generation old and young.
Thanks for a great poem.
Blessings,
Kathy

[barleygirl]

You've done a great job of coming up with outlandish & original-sounding ways to describe a familiar landscape of plastic-fantastic BS many people consider to be "life" . . . even when you try to describe a more organic approach, this isn't very robust & you soon flip back to the automaton message of today's existence. I often write about how the robust organic life is gone now for most people & I lived it & loved it, back in my youth. But I've never been able to really picture the opposite side of this coin, since I still live in the country & live a rustic life. It's great to "see" this contrasting existence thru your eyes. You've made things disturbingly clear.

[Hebe]

Thank ypu so much..... your lucky to still be surrounded by nature and real life. I see people walking in the cities heads in their phones..... so sad to loose your soul in a digital fake world! I appreciate your comments and observations :)

[Bala Gorthi]

Very true Hebe, this is what we all have become. The real life is there beyond but no one wants it.
Very well written piece!
Believe me, I live on the other side watching with exasperation at the direction in which the world is moving. Sometimes asking myself where those days have gone. For me, you have voiced it all. Thank you for such a nice piece.
Thank you for sharing.

[Hebe]

Thank you Bala ....appreciate your comments, it's important to give light to the situation!

[Chris]

In truth I had to view this in another font to read it... just me and my limitations. two words were off - "draw" which is assume is drawer and "were" that I also assume is where.

You touched clearly and succinctly on existence as we live it. Well spoken and readily understood. You're the person I hope to see in a coffee shop when I pause, take out a journal and write my thoughts and perceptions.

[Hebe]

Chris thank you so much for your review.. and thank you bringing to my attention my spelling.... I get carried away in the moment! So funny you should say that about the coffee shop, I often think that myself! :) They should invent a coffee shop for people who want to have face to face discussions only "Chatter House Cafe"

[Chris]

chuckling here... that works for me.

[apennylate]

Having celiac disease... I laughed really hard at the gluten free shampoo line... Haha... Amazing poetic story-telling... A psychoactive reflective of thirsty insight...My DNA clambers for more... Elegantly penned...

[Hebe]

Thank you Silente for your review, I'm glad you got a kick out of my gluten free lne... i couldn't resist adding it ;)

[Hebe]

Thank you Silente for your review, I'm glad you got a kick out of my gluten free lne... i couldn't resist adding it ;)

[apennylate]

It was stellar, haha... My pleasure...

[Tashida]

Oh my goodness... I loved the poem. Now I can't help but wonder what it might have been like to live in the time before technology was so in demand. I have never known a world without it and yet, I can't help but feel like i'm missing something. I hear about it from my parents and other elders around me but I still feel like i've missed out on something. Oh how young I am! ;)
Anyway, I was starting to ramble a bit. Let me shut up now. Right after I tell you again how much I loved it. Ok now i'll shut up.
Thank you for posting! Ok i'm serious now. This time I really will shut up. Bye ;) Ok i'm just gonna go.

[Hebe]

Hi Tashida...lol you're funny and young; ) .. it's just a reminder not to get caught up in the brain washing and loose your individualism and passon for everything that surrounds us on this beautiful and unique planet. Thank you so much for your comments .....always enjoy reading them :)

[Tashida]

I'm glad:) I always enjoy writing them ;)

[WillaDanvers]

This is absolutely brilliant! Never have I read a piece that so perfectly describes the ho hum bland lifestyle we live today. Stuck in a world that relies on communication via a small screen, we follow to be recognized as one of society. But we are missing everything that is passing us by, the real life, the things that really show us how to live. This piece, it made me realise how I have been living as a robot, and I knew that, if I were to die, I would regret all the things I could have experienced. Really gets the mind thinking. Thank you so much for sharing!!

[Hebe]

Hi Willa... thank you so much for your real words and i am so happy it made such an impression. ...live with passion my friend! :)

[emmajoy]

' I live in my own psychological drama ~~ stuck in my thoughts and emotions ~~ do you see the travesty? ~~ I forgot the scent of skin ~~ freshly washed hair ~~ the taste of green from the earth.. ~~ mud on my hands and knees, playing in the streets ~~ moms sweet voice shouting through the window ~~ it’s almost time for dinner.. '

'Speaking' as someone more than happy to escape into techno freedom to write via Writers Café - I also admit - hand on heart, to being utterly besotted by, amazed at and enchanted with Life outside a screen. Can't we make choices then sink or swim in them?!

Having said that, 'can't express enough just how your poem feeds my spirit. Your poem's amazing: full of passion, visual examples, sadness, hope and more, far more. In fact, it includes almost everything one could desire or require to feed one's EMOTIONS. Because that is what's missing from our technological life style. We can reach but not touch; can leave xxxs but not share breath, etcetera.

The finely written following is what the first quote is not:
' These nimble fingers only flirt slim elegant keyboards ~~ I speak only in digital and weblog .. it’s an online course ~~ offered privately in my room ~~ drive me home so I can isolate myself in my mini mansion ~~ my friends and I, we all meet for coffee and games ~~ in a cyber paradigm
my mind .. .. '

This is a rainbow of words.. thank you. Em. (Sorry, sorry, this review is too long.)

[Hebe]

EmmaJoy your words touched me and brought tears to my eyes. I am so happy, that it had such an impact on you.... it is meant to spread a message of awareness to everyone who is ready to question their life. Your review was not too long, it was appreciated in every way, Thank you .....Wishing you joy & and happiness always :)

[emmajoy]

I meant every word, truly... in fact I could have typed so much more! You use language with great skill and feeling.

[matrixmark]

Well, well. You've done it again.
You've penned out your words to the point of 'can this get any better?'
You'r piece shows how people have disconnected from real life and chosend cyber world as their place of living. And how more interconnected we've become with technology and disconnected with society. The art of conversation is dying out and is being replace by how many 'likes' some can get in a day.
I really did like the way in which you played with words and spelt out how humanity is competing with technology

We do live in a complex world, but your message with words was loud and clear.

Daisy, this piece was stunning, striking, superb.

Mark.

[Hebe]

Hi Mark, how are you? Thanks a million...hoping my words make people think.....even just a little.

[matrixmark]

I am good, thank you. I hope you are too. I hope your words make people think too. They have a lot of depth to them, and most certainly should be read.

Mark.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and worthwhile words and thoughts. We are controlled by the media. Wise person keep using the taste, touch, smell and truth of the things they need and want. Thank you Daisy for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Hebe]

Hi John ...... so glad you liked it, somethings in life can never be replaced . Thankyou :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree and you are welcome.