Sirry, or: Selious

The blogger sat before his screen
        Pressing his fingers 'pon the keys
Eyes staring back towards the sheen
        Familiar stiffness in his knees

By moonless night he saw himself
        Glasses reflecting man-made light
Books stretched behind him 'pon the shelf
        Twink-twinkling stars, thin halos bright

Floating about through bits and bytes
        As neurons 'lectric pulses shot
Red sparks burst into boundless lights
        'long wires, twisting, burning hot

He could not feel his back upright
        Nor hear the beating in his chest
His wireless mind saw sight 'pon sight
        And data points did swift digest

Each word he formed drifted through space
        Networking ev'ry flitting thought
White narrow beam lit faceless face
        As curious new signals wrought

Beeps sounded from the motherboard 
        Seat empty basked in flickering gleam
Lines flowing forth would stay unheard
        For none could hear the soundless scream

Today, for d’Verse’s “Open Link Night”, I’d like to share a poem that I wrote last September, less than half a year after creating this blog.

This poem is one I am fond of, but I would probably have given it a different title if I had written it today because to me it feels somehow disconnected from the verses below it…

68 thoughts on “Sirry, or: Selious”

  1. This is incredibly powerful! Nowadays, one has to be careful not to get sucked into the computer screen. I miss simpler times.

  2. Loved the ending with the soundless scream! 😱 I worry about my 15 year old online so much but then, I realize we all are. Technology is just so engaging but then I go walk outside and realize nature is so calming. We need a balance for sure!

  3. Brilliantly written.. you are a master craftsman of words. Beautifully worded. Each word is a poem in itself. Loved this!

    🤗🤗
    Yasmin

  4. I found it quite selious! I can certainly relate. I especially love:

    White narrow beam lit faceless face
    As curious new signals wrought

  5. Blogging has become an addiction for many of us. The real world takes a backseat sometimes! I shudder at the thought of becoming sucked into it. Well done, David. ❤️

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