Technology has taken over our lives and many of us long for a return to simpler times when less was being done by computers.
This will never happen but it will not lessen the reverie we may indulge in occasionally.
A recent bout of musing led me to this Halloween tinged ode.
The Uninvited Guest
Once upon a slow practice day, while my thoughts were miles away, Over past knowledge I pondered, expertise in forgotten skill – Although I mused, mainly mocking, suddenly there came a squawking, As if in some midway hocking, a hocking at my window sill, “Tis only some bird”, I muttered, a squawking at my window sill – A plaintive voice that gives a chill.
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