I looked round in the coffee house
And there they were,
All ignoring each other.
At the first table
Sat a lady with her laptop,
Typing her life away in rhythm.
At the next table were two ladies,
They too were on laptops,
Not speaking to each other
Just tapping away.
There was another laptop lady
Sitting on the next table,
And then two more tables
Both with men tapping their ‘phones.
The last table had us sitting there,
Talking and laughing,
Enjoyment to the fore.
Nobody else was talking to each other
Like we were.
Are we just old fashioned,
And use spoken words to talk,
Instead of symbols.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Do people no longer talk to each other?
- Category: Reflection
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I think that's all it will be in the end like a kids version of Egyptian symbols. I love to chat especially on trains
Chatting is so good.
A fine write Gold. They could have been e-mailing each other across the table!
I'm being Cliff Richard: 'Oh, it's so funny/ That we don't talk any more....'
I am sure that is what some of them do.
Pertinent poem reflecting the reality of our age. I like the intimate, conversational style. You've highlighted the abuse of technology by some people, who overuse and overrely on it, at a cost. Without modern technology, we (my wife and I) would never have got in touch after so many years, but it is a double-edged sword and you have graphically demonstrated this. Thank you and well done, sir!
Thank you for your comment BEB, yes it s a double edged sword.
I used to work in computing for a software retailer, one of our customers seemed to dislike emails, even if it was a pleasant one he would email back as though I had called him awful names, I would 'phone him up and he would be fine. He reacted so much better through talking and even better when I had to travel up to his site to sort out problems.
Lol! It's true speach is being limited in chaps today. It's much easier to symbolize. Great write.
Thank you Heartwriter. Symbolisation is now part of our life - there seems to be an emoji for everything nowadays.
True. Your welcome.
Thanks ANDY the early part of the 20th C was a great era for the development of JAZZ. Love GENE KRUPER ~ He made the skins talk ! Yes it is a shame we have all become ROBOTS communicating electronically and not verbally. The sense of SPEECH & LANGUAGE is one of God's greatest gifts to Man and another proof that we are CREATED in God's likeness "Just a fraction lover than the ANGELS" and NOT MECHANISTICALLY EVOLVED "Just a fraction higher than the APES" I thank GOD every day that I am an ANGEL & not an APE ! I have stated elsewhere that I never have had (and never will have) a MOBILE and carrying a LAPTOP or TABLET is like carrying an OXYGEN CYLINDER ~ Thanks for caring & sharing ~ Please check my TIME POEM ~ Thanks ~ Yours BRIAN
I have always thought that Gene Krupa was the greatest of all drummers. My father saw him play a matchbox once.
Another of your great observational pieces. It amuses me how couples are lost in their phones these days. I see it everywhere. Seems that i am the only one takes a book/newspaper/magazine into a waiting room/cafe if i am on my own.
However, i have to admit, at home my laptop is seldom shut down. Perhaps if my ageing eyesight were better i too would spend more time lost on my tiny phone.
I am a lover of conversation so even ignore all but the most important phone calls when in company.
Yes I too ignore all but the most important 'phone calls when in conversation. I was waiting for a train in our town one Sunday morning and there were sixteen people on the platform, the only one not on a 'phone was me!
Defeats my intelligence - the worlds gone mad - I wonder what is so important that they spend all their hours looking at a screen - at least of who use the spoken word will be members of an elite club - a secret club.
Yes I too am a member of that secret society, so much to be understood from reactions seen when in conversation.
your as old as you feel.
ha! ha!
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