Dead Letter Office
Dead Letter Office …

I often pause to contemplate
Life the way it was.
It seems a different place and time,
We did things “just because.”
Wages were extremely low
But everything was cheap.
The whole world seemed a safer place,
And most people earned their keep.
We used a simple pen and paper
To write letters to our friends.
But everything has changed since then
In our communication trends.
No one had computers then
Except the privileged few.
Email just did not exist,
Tweet was what birds do.
I remember sending letters
To penpals far away,
Sometimes a name or address was wrong
And letters went astray.
If mail was not delivered
Or a recipient not found,
It went to the “Dead Letter Office,”
To track the owner down.
It may be “return to sender,”
Or “not at this address,”
“The recipient is now deceased,”
Or simply not addressed.
Now letters are a dying trend,
They’re very rarely sent.
The letter service runs at a loss,
The mail carrier’s lament.
Email and phone SMS
Technology’s latest trend.
Facebook, LinkedIn, Twitter,
Now the preferred info send.
I sadly miss those days gone by
When life was much less pompous.
I would have liked a steady job
At the infamous “Dead Letter Office.”
by John Hansen © 2016
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Very nostalgic verse, John. I miss the days of hand written letters, loved to write and receive them. I saved many letters from family or friends. Your poem brings it all back. And, just for the heck of it, I think I will hand write a letter to someone. I wonder, though, if the internet, SMS and other technology will eventually make post offices a thing of the past. I enjoyed reading your poem, it is well penned and nostalgic. Thanks for writing this.
Thank you, Phyllis. I often get nostalgic and think of times gone by. I miss a lot of things like hand-writing letters. I had some trouble with the rhyme and flow of this poem but I think I managed to get my message across.
A wonderful expression John, and I so agree. That’s why I’m so committed to writing because it too will fall by the wayside if we don’t use language. TXT and all those hideous abbreviations are an insult to the purpose of language and find such beauty in words, the change is an affront to me. Ah, we all lament that which has been lost, in our old age. The good ol’ days, as our children shake their heads. Nicely penned my friend.
Yes, Tony, you are exactly right. We have to keep writing to try to preserve the art and also encourage children to read. I was always complimented on my handwriting and calligraphy, and if I wasn’t doing all my rough drafts in a notebook I’d virtually never use it other than writing in greeting cards and signing stuff. n
Letter? What’s a letter?
Life was once so much slower, deeper, and more meaningful. It made more sense. Now our culture is shallow, self centered, entitled, rushed and demanding. I miss letters and even cards. The nostalgia, as Phyllis said is delightful.
Glad you enjoyed this little piece of nostalgia, Lori. I agree with your view of our culture today. Oh, for the good old days.
Good writers find quality in the mundane….you are so very good at it. I absolutely loved this, John!
Thanks for the kind compliment, Bill. Glad you liked this. I think a lot of people miss the humble letter.
I often desire to start writing great letters to friends and fellow poets. But alas I never do. Email will have to suffice. Jamie
I know Jamie. I recently came in contact with an old school buddy.he requested I write him a letter. I agreed but still haven’t gotten around to it.