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Teddy Bear |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
Teddy Bear 1: I am walking to lunch At the school for the blind. I wonder: Why am I here At the school for the blind, When I'm already grown? 2: Jef brings me new technology. It's a big, fuzzy Teddy bear. I open the Teddy bear And there is a computer inside. It is meant To look like a Teddy bear And not a computer So it will not be stolen. My friend forgets to take it back So I keep it in my bag To give it to him later. 3: I sit at an office work station. Before me is a Pac-mate That I saw in waking life The other day. I wonder: Why use a Braille keyboard When a standard one will do as well? It is so designed So that no one else can sell it, So a thief won't know what it is, So that it will not be stolen. 4: I argue with a salesman. He insists That the board slate he is selling (a writing tool) is really a computer. He says it's so designed To look like something else So that it will not be stolen. I tell him that's ridiculous. He is using the stylus Inputting the computer. I say that he is crazy, That the slate is just for writing Braille on a sheet of paper ... Like using a pencil to write script. He says that, see, ... He can make it talk. I listen for a voice. He makes it talk. I say it's a trick, That he wants to sell me Something I don't need, That he probably sells junk And spams gullible people On the Internet. He then tells me, in exasperation, That there is a movie Playing down the street. I should go see it. As he leaves, He tells me the title of the movie And I immediately forget it. 5: It is night. I walk down the street, Pausing at a corner. I face in some random direction. (I cannot hear the traffic) and a sexy woman offers to take me through the light. She wants to know where am I going. I tell her it's a movie, That I forgot the title, That it has to do With Stevie Wonder and computers. I wonder where she is going. I can't tell her That I don't know where I'm going, That I know nothing of a theater. I can't tell her that I don't know Even where I am. And we go on Walking ... and walking ... and walking Sound: The Lights On Broadway I wish I knew how to embed sounds into this article And help you better To experience it. Jaime |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
---you embedded the sounds with your words...I enjoyed the walk with you through your day. You have not checked the box in edit for submitting your poem for Reflections. Warm hugs, Earth Angel [This message has been edited by Earth Angel (03-07-2003 03:27 PM).] |
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KristieSue
since 2003-01-31
Posts 1460PA, US |
that was written quite well. YOu don't need to add a thing. I think I experienced everything as you meant... awesome... |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
I would vote for this poem, if I could. Joyce |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Jaime - If you want this poem submitted for possible publication, you can edit to check the submission box, or email Ron to do it for you... Then we'll happily vote for you...  |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
I would also vote if I could, Jaime... |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Sorry me too Jaime - can someone else tell us when you get it edited so we can vote Jaime. Quit listening to that music for a minute and read my email   R.E.S.P.E.C.T. Aretha Franklin [This message has been edited by Mysteria (03-08-2003 04:53 AM).] |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) I too wish I could vote for this, dearest friend, I will wait here and be ready to "click it" when you do so, yay, I love this, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Jaime, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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