Bouts-Rimes Revisited; Meeting the Bar
over at d’Verse Poets
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he asked me to stay
and then he just sits
staring at a screen to play
some computer game, battle wits
with other cyber-nerd misfits
we live like some tv comedy
there’s even a neighbor who flits
in and out to share the tragedy
of her life but never looks me in the eye
if I was really smart
I’d start to cry
mope and sigh as if he’d broken my heart
instead I write these words with a moan
while my heart slowly turns to stone
rhymeswithbug 
Oh, so sad. Game over indeed! Enjoyed your storytelling, Candy, thanks for joining in.
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Loved this. ‘cyber-nerd misfits’ tickled me.
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This gives a sense of loved and lost … nicely done!
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Nice hybrid morph for “fits”. I never seem clever enough to do a “form of the word”. Your bittersweet tale works well for the Bouts-Rime.
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Computer games have a lot to answer for!
Anna :o]
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Oh, those computer games, I think, are the ruination of much good conversation! And, after a while, one’s heart does indeed turn to stone.
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For so many this is true. My sister’s husband is glued to one game or another and as Americans we fall to the trap of the tiny screen boxes…or the big ones. Any way…I just listened to a talk by Alan Watts that was about this…working all day to get home to really live – to be watching a reality that we can’t touch, feel or taste…
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Thank goodness our family isn’t addicted to games as those things can ruin the pleasure of conversations ~ I specially like the title and ending line: while my heart slowly turns to stone ~ No surprises there ~
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All too common a situation, I expect. You wrote the narrative with wit and flair.
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There’s a sad truth in this. The advent of smart phones etc. has radically changed the dynamic of so many relationships and not for the better.
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Sometimes I play a lot of poetry games forgetting the one in front of me. But it could be worse I guess.
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ha! I play those poetry games too – better than watching tv though
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‘as if’ he broke your heart – made me laugh!
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It sounds like you don’t need the neighbor to find a bit of tragedy. That last line is truly tragic!
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Love this Candy. And your “sitcom” has an annoying neighbor! How appropriate!
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Love this one. I’m late to the party — posted late too. Boy, I struggled with this one and you make it look so easy here. Love the use of “misfits”…….well done!
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thanks so much
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Boy have I lived this! So many times and in so many ways.
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Awwww. There’s so much loneliness in this piece.
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You kNow..
oh no..
this reminds me
of my first video game..
exciting yes.. but strangely
discomforting.. something
missing..
yes..
the
human touch..
took me years
to figure out how
important
it was
to exercise
the oxytocin
muscle
iN
human
heARt..
from bottom
of feat… to vagal
nerve and finger tips..
oF
LIVE NOW..
BeinG hUman
PRICELESS
EXERCISE NOW..:)
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we can’t truly thrive without human interaction
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sMiLes..
So true..
My friend..:)
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