1/15/11
Quick soaring jets that thread between the seas and continents,
Fast engines spinning speeding wheels across vast distances,
Great wired webs and signals sent between the earth and skies,
All engineering wonders I admired with young wide eyes.
But on this day, cease to amaze these gifts of modern times,
For each just seems another means to sorrowful goodbyes.
Each new device serves to divide and carry us apart.
Each new contrivance meant to bind us, does so from afar.
Today, you leave. Technology brings cutting-edge regret.
My eyes once wide with wonder, now made sullen, red, and wet.
Written by: Larry Sansone. In order to hone my writing skills (and for my own silly amusement) I am launching the O.C.P. Project: one poem per day for one year. I started the project on Jan.1, 2011 and completed the last poem on Jan. 1, 2012. Poems will be posted daily, whenever possible.
