Digital Trouble Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Digital Trouble

The smart phone went rogue, a glitchy spree,
No longer mine, just mocking me.
A screen possessed, a life unknown,
Its vibrant world, no longer my own.

Found my old phone from days gone by,
From storage deep, where old tech lie.
Blank slate it seems, so bare, so plain,
Missing the comforts I can't explain.

A day or two, a frustrating quest,
To download stuff, and put it to the test.
Passwords forgotten, apps long gone,
Remembering details, from dusk till dawn.

We built this world, of screens so bright,
And now we're chained, to its digital light.
Impatient heart, it struggles so,
In this digital dance, where I feel too slow.

But darling's there, with gentle hand,
To guide and fix, and understand.
Patience she has, and knowledge too,
Thank goodness for her, helping me through.

T.M.Solvang