Generation Gap

pokemon-1553995_1920I am a retired middle school science teacher.  Besides writing & making art, I substitute teach to augment my income and to keep a toe back in the pond of education and the world of kids.  Mostly I work in high schools now.  The students are out of puberty and are generally easier to manage.  Lately, I have been getting increasingly sad and discouraged about students increasing addiction to their smartphones.  Add to that, there is the total lack of boundaries of cell phone use from faculty and school administrations.  I fear for the next generation…  I wrote this poem after a particularly trying day this week.


Take Your Earbuds Out

I am talking to you

Let me see your eyes

I am a human

Trying to connect with you

Another human

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A Tale of Two Phones


If you are a Baby Boomer, you will probably be able to relate to this post.  If not, maybe it will leave you just a little bit curious…

I miss rotary phones

the kind where you put your finger in the hole of the dial

rotating it clockwise until it stopped

then releasing it to get a satisfying

click, click, click as it unwound

taking up to several seconds per number


The telephone rang

when someone wanted to talk to you

As kids, we would all run to its ring

eager to be the one to pick up the receiver

with a breathless “Hello?”

(Double excitement for long distance)


Now people don’t want to talk so much on the phone

They prefer to text and share- everything

iphone-2464968_1920My phone now is a small rectangle that glows with a touch screen

It is called “smart” maybe for its ability

to distract and beg for your attention

 worse than my Golden Retriever


My rotary phone just sat there and left me alone

(unless someone wanted to talk to me)

So I gave my smartphone a lobotomy

tired of the intrusion into my life

Bye bye Facebook, bye Instagram, bye this, bye that….


Now it’s pretty much a phone- kinda smart

but not too smart

I still miss rotary phones

and their satisfying click, click, click

But they are gone now

like the many other dinosaurs of my life

lost in time

But not from my memory

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