Serendipidance

I thought I'd try an experiment, a poem based on one of those seemingly endless background music videos that feature a quaint, romantic atmosphere. . .

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zbGpTybGnA

Serendipidance

Luminous little book nook,

How are your tomes today?

My melancholy outlook

Longs to escape the gray.

I think I'll step inside now.

Cozy and quaint—and dry!

So much variety—wow!

Coffee and homemade pie!

"Yes, two espressos, thank you;

I'm waiting for a friend.

Looking for something brand new—

What do you recommend?

Oh, you're an author! Makes sense!

What am I looking for?

Romance, adventure, suspense.

Your book? Right by the door!

Very strategic, I'll say.

My lucky day, perchance?

Hmmm, int'resting title, eh?

A Serendipidance!

Sure, I'd like to buy your book;

I'll read it this weekend.

Ah, YES—by the lamppost, look!

By the bike—that's my friend!

What? My friend and I? No chance;

My love's unrequited.

No, no serendipidance;

Our dance is lopsided,

No ring in this tale bizarre;

Platonic love will do.

I'll leave things just as they are. . .

So, what do I owe you?"

© 2024 David Acosta

Forlorn

Drop the cup; spill a thought profane.
Seek the sun; run into the rain.
Wash your hands; still you see the stain.

Hide the past; can you mask the pain?

Tender smile yields to sullen sigh.

Sweet hello morphs into goodbye.

Flowers bloom, flowers quickly die.

You fall down, and you don't know why.

Write a song, one that won't be heard.

Find a branch; be a lonely bird.

Hide away in a vision blurred.

Warm your heart by a hearth unstirred.

Bashful sun doesn't want to play.

Azure sky yields to stormy gray.

Battered barque finds a forlorn bay;

Dreams embark and they sail away.

© 2024 David Acosta

Internetless

Click, hover, scroll, surf, swipe and read.

Automaton:

Is that my true identity?

Is it a pastime or a need?

Am I undone?

Is that new selfie really me?

What if I lost my connection?
What if I failed to like, comment, or post?

Would I succumb to dejection?

Would I be lost? Would I give up the ghost?

What if it happened? Would I evanesce

If I were suddenly internetless?

Download me, save me, edit me:

Does that compute?

Am I a cool collage of pics?

Have I been brainwashed? Do I need

A soul reboot,

Or another mind-numbing fix?

What if I lost my connection?
What if I failed to like, comment, or post?

Would I succumb to dejection?

Would I be lost? Would I give up the ghost?

What if it happened? Would I evanesce

If I were suddenly internetless?

Am I human or machine?

Do I live inside a screen?

If I turn it off will I

Fall apart and start to die?

Or will I discover all I've been missing?

What if I lost my connection?
What if I failed to like, comment, or post?

Would I succumb to dejection?

Would I be lost? Would I give up the ghost?

What if it happened? Would I evanesce

If I were suddenly internetless?

© 2024 David Acosta