fellow travellers

They sit side by side

With their hand held devices

Patiently reading

Of virtues and vices

Exploring the world with

A questioning finger

Philosophy, politics,

Long will they linger

They speak to each other

And share their conclusions

Discounting the myths and

Dispelling confusions

Comparing statistics

Or searching for clues

Assessing investments

Or reading the news

They glance at each other

On leaving the train

Then walk away, lost

In the screen world again.


◄ fellow travellers

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Freda Davis

Sun 7th Aug 2016 10:38

There is a background of irony to this. My husband and I would have been similarly buried in screens if my battery had not run out, which made me pull out my notebook to use pen and paper. Hence the poem. How much more would I write if I had no device?
Some years back I wrote one about facebook. I wrote it on the Memo on my phone. Certainky they have many uses. Memo lends itself to haiku type length, but I find pencil and paper gets the creative juices going.

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Sat 6th Aug 2016 23:14

Nicely put Freda but I wonder what those same travellers would have done before the advent of hand held devices. Buried their heads in newspapers maybe? Btw, I'm sitting in a small pizza restaurant in Florida on my own and reading your poem on my smart phone. They have their uses. And I enjoyed reading your words.

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Harry O'Neill

Sat 6th Aug 2016 15:52

Just staring at each other on a train is not exactly run amok sociability, but I sometimes wonder if all this tablet stuff is a form of isolation (I mean `in` and `from`) ?

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 6th Aug 2016 14:59

Agree with TA's comment. Excellent "take" on today's
mobile screen gazers.

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Trevor Alexander

Sat 6th Aug 2016 11:19

Like this - a nicely observed piece.

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