In the early hours of the morning
when everyone is in bed
I am on the computer
with thoughts swimming in my head ~
I must jot them down in a hurry
while they are on my mind
But before I know it it's 2am
and I'm running out of time!

I don't drink coffee to keep me awake
as I'm lost within the lines
Of the poetry I'm composing
full of sentiment in rhyme ~
And I don't need any stimulant
as the time just passes by
It's just me and my computer
and the hours of the night.

I wrestle with lines and stanzas
long into the night
Testing the rhythm and the rhyme
making sure it turns out right ~
What doesn't work I take out
and those that do stay,
But I must finish this work of art
before the break of day!

So as time ticks on I'm still here
tapping at the keys
Working hard to complete the task
for the result that everyone sees ~
And as we journey into cyberspace
to find the perfect set,
I venture into Moon and Back
my "second home" on the Net!

*Yawn*....it's getting later
and I still haven't been to bed
For writing rhyme and "surfing"
has more appeal instead ~
Keeping me company in the early hours
when I should really be asleep,
It's a good thing no one's watching
with these hours that I keep!

My job is done for the night
time to put down the mouse,
But I get the urge to keep on going
against my better nouse!
But I am not addicted
for I can stop you see
At anytime I can go to bed
and stop roaming the "cyber-streets"!

Though I tell myself to go to bed
and time still ticks away
I keep tapping at my computer
until the break of day ~
And when morning comes I'm weary
for I stayed up most the night
But really I'm not addicted
I'm always this shade of white!

I love being with my computer
it really is such a treat
To visit the world with one click
without even leaving your seat!
I've been to Scotland, England, America
and even to Italy
And the only time that I've had to pay
is the account with my ISP!

The Internet and the computer;
they're such a wonderful thing
With so much to offer people like me
I can see everything ~
The countries I've wanted to visit
the places I've wanted to see
And though I spend hours "travelling"
I'm not addicted ~ not me.

For addiction is a state of mind
and I have all my faculties
It's just that they're tired and weary
and really in need of some sleep ~
But I can turn off this computer,
I can at any time
And I don't need a program with 12 steps,
(unless it's the computing kind)!

But I will turn off this computer
I have just one more thing to see
As I click icons on my desktop
that fill my computer screen ~
Opening my list of contacts
I log onto MSN
And see if anyone is a-calling
their "night owl" Aussie friend!

Hello, hello ~ is anyone there
to come and talk to me?
Cheddles, Elizabeth, are you awake?
and Graham, are you free?
Just thought I'd check before I go,
it's time to go to sleep,
So I think I'll email you all instead;
still I'm not addicted ~ not me.

So before I know it time has gone
long into the night
2am has long since past
and now it's getting light!
But tomorrow I'll log off early
so I can get some sleep
And I won't stay on the computer
till I can hardly see.

So I have my poetry written
and it's now on my website
And I have done my "surfing"
in the wee hours of the night ~
And while I should be sleeping
I think my husband will agree
About the time I spend on the computer,
but who's addicted? Not me!

© Christina
21st January, 2003

 

"This poem is obviously a dig at myself!  *smiles*  We all know how addictive computers can be, and I am no different from the many other people who stay up half the night "surfing" the Web as well....*chuckles*  Still, our spouses can get a little annoyed and feel a bit left out if we spend too much time on here....so that is why I am on here in the middle of the night!  My husband is long asleep by this stage, and I can concentrate more during the quiet hours of the night.  Many writers spend time with their family during the day, and spend their nights writing (though when they get to sleep, I have no idea, as I don't stay up all night every night).  One favourite writer of mine I know does, is Danielle Steel....and she has a rather large family.  Me?  I have a husband.  But even he will tell you about the time I spend on the computer, and it is not necessarily on the Internet either....but writing my poetry.  Still....this poem is a sort of "tongue in cheek" joke on myself.  I am saying that my poem is finished so now I can go to bed, but I stay on the computer, on the Internet....and I drag the inevitable out until I can stay awake no longer. *chuckles*  This is really a fun poem.  A lighthearted look at the amount of time we spend on the computer.  And though I am at the poiint (sometimes) where I need a direct line into the power socket and the phone line, I still say "Who's addicted? Not me!"....I hope you enjoy reading this poem as much as I had writing it!"


 
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