Sunday Fun-Day Dawn
(Tech-Detox Odyssey)
Screens slumber face-down on bedside altars,
our thumbs rest in silent benediction.
Birdsong hacks the panic channel,
and morning stretches in pixel-free grace.
Fingers trace paper maps of tomorrow,
eyes drink sunrise unfiltered—
today, the real world is our app,
and every breath is a push-notification of wonder.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: August 10th, 2025 03:37
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Comments9
A great contrast made here it paints a life that ends in created fantasy become reality and begins anew in nature's reality. What is it about natural spender that we think that we can improve upon it? Nicely done Cryptic
So true, Soren; thanks🙏🏻🕊
You are most welcome
A poetic mind, well-described
Thanks Jerry; you are most appreciated 🙏🏻🕊
We cannot improve the beauty of natural nature, although there are those who would like to try, lovely read, enjoyed
Thank you dear friend. When we realise our being part of nature itself we might then recognise our innate natural beauty as well. 🙏🏻🕊️
You are very welcome and that is so true
This poem invites readers into a world where digital silence awakens real-time wonder. No spoilers; just a moment of reflection, set against the glow of a screenless morning.
Step into the poem and let it stir your thoughts: What happens when the world becomes our interface?
Arqios, this breathes fresh air right through the screen to a guy in need of it. 🤣 The “pixel-free grace” and sunrise as its own push notification…that’s a reset we could all use. You’ve captured the joy of unplugging beautifully, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
How beautiful the sentiment of this poem, to enjoy simply being, and the last line, priceless!
Excellent work.
Good write A.
Each moment is our real life arqios.
Andy
Every single one! Thanks Andy 🕊️🙏🏻
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