Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Oblivious


On her iPod crones Adele
as she texts her BFF
while whirls of fear evacuate
endangered JFK.



@laurie kolp

Prompt/picture inspiration

10 comments:

Eva Gallant said...

Excellent!!!

Susie Clevenger said...

Like what you saw in this one...Isolated inattention in chaotic fear

Elliot MacLeod-Michael said...

I approve of this blog. When I was in 8th grade my teacher (who I for the most part respected) said that you shouldn't put pictures with poetry because the poetry should supply the pictures, and I always kinda thought that was bullcrap. Anyway, this works for me.

The Unknowngnome said...

I like.

Thanks for giving me the incentive to lookup what BFF means. :)

Your piece reflects exactly our contemporary times.

imnotaverse said...

This is a good one. Is it based on a real incident?

Susannah said...

Very clever angle you have taken with this prompt Laurie.

The text speak and modern references - and the highlighting the 'own world' that all this tech puts us in, and the fact that it isolates and insulates us from what is going on around.

I really like what you did here. :-)

Laurie Kolp said...

Thanks for the comments.

Tilly- Not real, it's based on observation. I worry about the younger generation becoming too shut off from their surroundings and therefore placing themselves in danger.

Laurie Kolp said...

Thank you, Elliot. I think whatever moves the muse works... for me sometimes it's pictures (especially when given as prompts at various sites).

fallenelegy said...

a few words can give a strong message. that is what makes text messaging such an interesting thing. so is poetry when it is short and sweet it becomes a weapon or a beacon of light. :)

this poem emphasize how absent minded we can get sometimes. we love to live in our own worlds detached from reality, but how will it cost us, would we have to pay dearly for our absentmindedness. this poem has a powerful message. wonderful.

shonejai said...

thanks for explaining the context. interesting to me how we are all isolated in something. texting is the flavor of the moment...