Out of Touch

“A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often – just to save it from drying out completely.” ~Pam Brown

Out of Touch

I’ve always made an effort to
Keep in touch with my friends
But recently I did something
Which caused a massive cleanse

I do not have a message in
This poem that you’re reading
Rather just some facts I will
Describe and will be feeding

It’s up to you to decide on
The point of this here write
Now without further adieu
Let’s shed a little light

For all my life I had been one
To call, to write, to pop
But two years past I decided
For the most part, to stop

No longer would I hound people
To hang out and connect
I would do the bare minimum
And observe the effect

What I found was two years passed
And I no longer saw
Friends I’d had since the first grade
All of them did withdraw

I had plenty of friends within
The movie industry
For three years I helped run a fest
And put names on marquee

But when the festival was done
And I did not reach out
Most of them did not touch base
Contact, interact, shout

Just a few did drop a line
But more favors were asked
Politely I declined to be
Of one more favor tasked

My personal page on Facebook
Had grown three thousand strong
I posted, liked and chatted with
So many to prolong

The sense of being connected
But when my efforts stopped
Almost all activity
On my profile dropped

I started clearing out “friend list”
Of people who did not
Ever take the time to write
To chat or share a thought

It dwindled down from three thousand
To one hundred and fifty
Only people who remained
Where those I found quite nifty

People who inspired me
Who had passion and grace
People who made efforts and
I did not need to chase

Of the nearly three thousand
That I had just “unfriended”
Only two did notice that
Our connection had ended

These days I am quite content
To know which friends are true
And which were merely passing ships
That I have bid “adeiu”

Would the same be said for you
If you are one who tries
To keep connected to a crowd
Of many girls and guys?

What would happen if you just
Decided not to call
Which are fleeting friends and which
Are in for the long haul?

                          ~Miro

You’re vs Your

“Me fail english? Thats unpossible.” ~Ralph Wiggum

You’re vs Your

It’s gotten out of hand, I just
Can’t take it anymore
Does anyone still remember
How to use “you’re” and “your?”

If I see one more person write
“Your funny” on the net
I may do something with my laptop
That I will regret

It’s not “you’re house” or “you’re city”
Nor is it “your welcome”
I’m being so bombarded that
I feel I’ll soon succumb

To using these improperly
Because of sheer exposure
It’s enough to make you lose
All of you’re composure

Because your constantly seeing
No one give a care
How did proper grammar become
So extremely rare?

You’re average Joe just can’t seem to
Grasp simple concepts like
Abbreviating “you are” by
Making “a” take a hike

And separating both the sides
With an apostrophe
What’s the matter, don’t have enough
Time to find that key?

Is it missing from you’re phone?
Or maybe your too busy?
Wait a second, is that right?
I’m feeling a bit dizzy

I think I’ll go and lie down while
Your reading this here ballad
And if you’re built-in spell check thinks
That my grammar is valid

If your finished reading this
And can’t find my mistakes
If nothing here seems incorrect
If you’re head never shakes

I’ll firmly plant my face inside
My palm to show the fail
Because my sarcastic lesson
Has been to no avail

                                             ~Miro ;)

Reply

“The single biggest problem in communication
is the illusion that it has taken place.” ~George Bernard Shaw

Reply

Someone took the time to write
To you to ask a question
They sent an e-mail so I’d like
To make you this suggestion:

Reply

Someone sent a text and is
Awaiting your response
Do not wait ‘till later and
Treat it with nonchalance

Reply

Some archaic soul decided
To send in the mail
An old fashioned printed letter
And wants to hear your tale

Reply

Someone left a message on
Your answering machine
They wouldn’t waste their breath if they
Knew you’d just wipe it clean

Reply

Someone took the time to tweet
Or post to say “well done”
Show some gratitude ‘cause when
You’re silent you show none

Reply

Someone posted this here rhyme
In hopes it would inspire
Think about what you have read
And if you do admire:

Reply

                                           ~Miro

In Your Face

In Your Face

My style’s described by many folks
As being “In Your Face”
I’ve found when trying to convey
A point, it’s the best place

To focus all your energy
When expressing a thought
A point related far away
Is one that’s made for naught

But when you get right in their face
And grab their full attention
When it’s right up close, it seems
To get full comprehension

When the world’s distractions seem
So far away compared
To the thing that’s “In Your Face”
And leaves you feeling scared

Or awkward or uncomfortable
That’s when it will get through
Only then does the concept
Start to hit home with you

It’s why e-mails are ignored
And texts get no response
Why phone calls are often greeted
With aloof nonchalance

But when intense eye contact’s made
And full attention’s aimed
Squarely right between their eyes
And stated unashamed

The listener cannot ignore
The passion of what’s said
That’s why most effective points
Are made close to your head

                                ~Miro

Too Busy for “How Are You?”

Too Busy for “How Are You?”

Here’s a little tidbit that
I’ve noticed through my day
Many never seem to have
The time to smile and say:

“How are you today?” because
They’re much too occupied
Too busy too ask and hoping
That it is implied

Folks that ring you through when you are
Purchasing your merch
People who are in a rush
To get home after church

People that you know who you
Bump into on the street
Rarely does it make its way
Into a text or tweet

I like to take control and stop
The much too busy flow
By asking “How are you today?”
And making sure they know

Regardless of how busy that
They think their day may be
Everyone can spare a moment
We can all agree

If we think we’re too busy
To talk for one minute
Then selfishness for our own cause
Is all that we transmit

Regardless of how packed my day
I’ll always take the time
To ask a friend or stranger how
They are and let them chime

I’ve seen so many faces
Starting out so drab
Light up from just one minute
Of taking time to gab

Next time you’re at the market
Or coffee shop or store
Take a close look at the teller
And if their job does bore

When they ring you through and ask
“How would you like to pay?”
Regardless of how long the line
Take a moment to say

“How’s it going?” “How are you?”
Or “How has your day been?”
Make an effort to break up
Their boring old routine

Compliment them, make a joke
Try hard to make them smile
‘Cause you will probably be the
Only one in the isle

Who won’t be too busy to take
A moment to ask them
A fleeting chat for you may be
For that person a gem

Same goes for the rest of your
So busy jam-packed day
Never be so rushed that you
Don’t have time to display

A moment of respect and caring
For those that you pass
On your journey, always show
Some patience and some class

                             Miro

Try Harder

Try Harder

When you try your best and it doesn’t work
And you lose your cool and then go berserk
Try harder

When you make a plan that’s not in the cards
When you’re tackled short of just a few yards
Try harder

When you get a message and you think it can wait
And you put off responding ‘till a later date
Try harder

When you’ve had a bad day that’s pushed you to the brink
And you try to find solace by grabbing a drink
Try harder

When you’re mad at someone ’cause they screwed up once more
And you unload on them with your vengeful roar
Try harder

When you know you should go for a jog or a run
But you stay on the couch because it’s more fun
Try harder

When you’re asked for your help but you tell them “I can’t”
Because you’re so busy you’ve no time to grant
Try harder

When you see something weird and make fun with jokes
‘Cause your personal tastes are not like those folks
Try harder

When you throw in the towel and whimper “I quit!”
‘Cause you can’t bare to take another big hit
Try harder

When you come home from work and just sit on the couch
And spend your evening being a tired grouch
Try harder

When someone you love doesn’t get your attention
When their thoughtfulness doesn’t get any mention
Try harder

When you read or see something that brings up your mood
But you don’t share with others so they’ll feel renewed
Try harder

You’re vs Your

You’re vs Your

It’s gotten out of hand, I just
Can’t take it anymore
Does anyone still remember
How to use “you’re” and “your?”

If I see one more person write
“Your funny” on the net
I may do something with my laptop
That I will regret

It’s not “you’re house” or “you’re city”
Nor is it “your welcome”
I’m being so bombarded that
I feel I’ll soon succumb

To using these improperly
Because of sheer exposure
It’s enough to make you lose
All of you’re composure

Because your constantly seeing
No one give a care
How did proper grammar become
So extremely rare?

You’re average Joe just can’t seem to
Grasp simple concepts like
Abbreviating “you are” by
Making “a” take a hike

And separating both the sides
With an apostrophe
What’s the matter, don’t have enough
Time to find that key?

Is it missing from you’re phone?
Or maybe your too busy?
Wait a second, is that right?
I’m feeling a bit dizzy

I think I’ll go and lie down while
Your reading this here ballad
And if you’re built-in spell check thinks
That my grammar is valid

If your finished reading this
And can’t find my mistakes
If nothing here seems incorrect
If you’re head never shakes

I’ll firmly plant my face inside
My palm to show the fail
Because my sarcastic lesson
Has been to no avail

                                Miro ;)

Later

Later

I don’t have time to write right now
This poem has to wait
I’m busy at the moment with
So darn much on my plate

I’ll reply to that e-mail that
You sent to me last week
When my workload isn’t at
Its utmost busy peak

I got your message and I meant
To call you back about
That thing you said but things came up
That I could not bail out

Got your text, whenever I
Do get the time, I will
Send you back a sentence but
You’ll have to wait until

I get a breather ‘cause I am
So damn busy right now
I barely have the time to wipe
A bead of sweat from brow

If there was in fact a bead
There isn’t, but I feel
Like there is because I’m working
So hard on this deal

I’ll get to everything later
Because at the moment
I’m too busy prioritizing
How my time is spent

Later because I don’t see
That now is the best time
‘Cause I don’t see the more I wait
The harder is the climb

Because I do not recognize
The ideal time to act
Is right away and more I wait
The more things will distract

So give me just a couple days
By then, it will not matter
You won’t care anymore and I
Won’t have the time to chatter

Works out perfectly for both
If it’s put off for later
Well, at least it does for me
If I make you the waiter

But did you get that note *I* sent
It’s crucial we commune!
I need an answer right away
So get back to me soon

                               Miro

Hi, I Need Something

Hi, I Need Something

Ever had a friend
Who hasn’t been around?
Who’s let the months pass by
Without making a sound?

They haven’t come to ring your door
They haven’t sent a text
They’re waiting for the right occasion
When to meet up next

“Hello, old friend” they finally say
“Oh my, it’s been a while!
How have things been all this time?”
They ask you with a smile

They’ll nod and make with the chit chat
Before they tell the reason
Of why the silence between you two
Won’t last another season

“I need a favour” is the cause
Of so many friends
Picking up the phone to call
The old means to their ends

I’m not saying that you shouldn’t
Depend on friends for aid
To ask for help is something that
You shouldn’t be afraid

But if that’s all you seem to do
If use is the sole link
Then the name of your friendship
Is something to rethink

Maybe it’s a work arrangement
Maybe it’s a task
It’s certainly not a friendship
If all you do is ask

People are so used to this
When I call a cohort
The first thing that they ask is what
Favour I will extort

“Not a thing” I say with truth
“Just called to say hello
It’s been a while since last we spoke
And wanted you to know

I care about my friends in life
And don’t just call to ask
For a favour whenever
I must complete a task”

So next time something comes about
And you know just the guy
Or girl who would be perfect to
Make your dilemma fly

Take a sec to think about
The last time that you spoke
Did you call them just to ask
A favour to evoke?

If that’s the case I’d recommend
That friendship you revise
Into the role of work arrangement
And forgo the guise

‘Cause friendship isn’t just about
Befriending when in need
Someone who just wants your favours
Is no friend indeed

                               Miro