Facebook – A Sonnet

July 11, 2015 - Poetry

Time –collapsible – a recycled can
Waiting for an electronic crusher
To make old friends into new friends again;
A clear, clever, carefree moment ushers

The turn to other days, better or worse.
Happy, sad, wistful – a whirring blender
Cutting melted emotions thick and coarse
Flies the dart of memory. Hard, slender,

The shaft catches my eye like green pixels
On photoshopped pics, while my eyes can blur
The edges of friend photos not fixed
with false themes. My joy is made briefly sure.

If decades can be reborn in an hour,
Why do most of life’s moments drag on sour?

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