Sunday, March 26, 2006
Reading vs Computing
I don't know . . . Reading a book seems to be dying art - at least for me. Computing has taken over. There are so many fun things to do in the cyberworld - chatting, posting and discussing various affairs in forums and message boards, blogging or reading someone else's blog, site building or simply browsing the cybermalls.And yet, there is that peace of the body and the mind that one gets in holding a book in one hand, as one lounges in a favorite chair or bed. When you read, you are totally on your own as the letters, words and sentences in the book transport you to a totally separate world. You are the hidden observer and a partaker at the same time. You feel with the story's protagonists and yet you are distant in time and space - so easily done by closing the book and moving on to your own life.
Shall I say I miss reading a book? Yes I do . . . but computing is addicting and cannot be put 0ff for another hour . . . So here I am again, filling the spaces in a blog.
Shall I say I miss reading a book? Yes I do . . . but computing is addicting and cannot be put 0ff for another hour . . . So here I am again, filling the spaces in a blog.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
My Muse Is Slipping Out
Mid Summer Dream
A face haunts me in my dreams
A face haunts me in my dreams
A love that came to me many summers ago
I was young then - young in the ways of the heart
It was unspoken - never kindled - never met
There was something there, I suspected
I still do
And after so many wonderful summers
that face still visits me every night
as if we were still getting to know each other
Acting like all young couples do
Happy in togetherness
Making promises
Meeting in secret places
but only in my dreams
