At My Computer

At My Computer

A Poem by Barbara Walker
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A true description of trying to catch up on read requests, hopefully humorous!

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I sat at my computer,
I sat up very tall,
but as I read and read
and read,
the writing got quite small.

My eyes were not wide open,
they were merely slits.
I was not sitting up straight,
my legs had done the splits.

Then, my head felt very heavy,
it fell on my keyboard,
it plopped down very hard
and it did it of its own accord.

I think I am tired,
I need to go to bed,
but sometimes I fight it
and have to be led!

© 2012 Barbara Walker


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a very true description of that overworked feeling...We take the computer for granted and I for one can quite unknowingly wile away several hours at the keyboard

Posted 11 Years Ago


I like this, nice work, HAPPY THANKSGIVING Dear friend.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on November 22, 2012
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Tags: computer, keyboard, read, writing

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Barbara Walker
Barbara Walker

Lake Havasu City, AZ



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I am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..

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