Tonight’s Speakeasy theme at the Park Tavern is “Solitude” and Zoe Quinlan led a well-attended workshop a couple of weeks ago for Macclesfield Creative Writing Group to draw in the crowds with lots of relevant material. Here’s what I’ve written for the theme.
(After “Daffodils”by William Wordsworth)
I wandered lonely in a crowd,
whilst posting thoughts unveiling ills.
I walked along and talked out loud.
Aren’t earphones great! They’re really brill!
Beside the bank, through shopping malls
whilst still on line with website pals.
Continuous as the stars that tweet
or presidents at 4 am
their every thought quite indiscrete.
Oh how I do so envy them!
Ten thousand followers at a glance
each logging on at every chance.
My Facebook page where I lay bare
the trivia of each passing day
is where I live or simply stare
or turn to online games and play.
These habits steal my days. They filch,
so social intercourse is zilch!
For often on my couch I lie
and nothing much comes on TV,
I sometimes ask myself just why
I am so crap at being me.
But then my heart with pleasure fills
until I get my broad band bills.