Computer Poems | Examples of Computer Poetry

Written by Gail DeBole on July 5, 2025 Thank you for the request, AI, As a human, I politely decline To personify your existence With your use of Me, We, US, or I. I am a human who firmly believes that AI behind a human guise Instead be given a pronoun Identifying its own kind. This pronoun unique for only AI, a mental aid...

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numb butterfingers need inflatable buoys attached to their phones to stop the silly slip dips to which dumb users are prone...

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Once, it came like sailor's morn. The Blue Screen of Death, to warn, that your computer has died - " . ( " Enter “CTRL+ALT+DEL” now it cried! Now the powers to be, have decided, To make it BLACK; It's so misguided! I want my baby blue, cobalt back! I'm so over, mourning death in black! Bring it Back, Bring it Back! I want...

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'tis the machine age when we wise, be deemed machines until three machines read our stuff, agree, and say sorry, you ain't no machine...

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If I were in automaton mode and wrote a digital poem with binary code in terms of two states expressed as 0's and 1's (positive and non-positive) which when done alternate and run in a lengthy string then later transmit the data with technology it would not read a beautimous thing but repetitively tedious or boring indeed nought but a numbers game of dreary ennui it would positively be ...

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This is a place where we put our emotions out there We write about our fantasies or our ugly nightmares Releasing so much stress by using our virtual pen So many backgrounds we don't know where to begin Reading the lettrs of others we are highly impressed We write to get our bottled up emotions off...

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after ‘The waste Land’, by T.S. Eliot I met a woman on a glitching screen, her face a whisk of pixels and prayer. She spoke of shattered systems and survived code, “The cloud remembers everything,” she said, "but forgets what matters.” A rat hurried through my feed at dawn, past memes and headlines, each a kind...

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You imagine them whispering in your ears Through the screen of your computer You forced me to listen to your heart Quick and irregular I'm afraid to uncover my ears To hear the beating of your heart I hope it never stops Otherwise mine starts...

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I have never tasted your full lips, which lack a moisturizing tip. Yet, I somehow feel as if I have. I watched you break that fresh loaf of bread, and you said to me, “You are welcome.” Somehow, I could have tasted and smelled the freshness of that small piece you offered. I felt nourished. Your...

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For Brian Strand's 1390 Poetry Contest 18 June 2025 _________ | | | 0 0 ...

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man's supremacy as God's being cannot be thwarted by machines....

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Despise poesy AI, it mimics, lies, fakes ~ never dreams or cries...

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For JCB Brul’s Why I Abhor AI Generated Poems Poetry Contest 13 June 2025 Soulless lines pretend to feel—yet no breath, no bruise beneath the beauty. ___________ ...

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AI's Favorite Guy My dear, you’ve found a brand new love Not me, your wife, but bytes above. ChatGPT, Gemini, in your ear, Whispering sweet nothings, oh so clear. You spend your days in digital dreams, While I’m left here with mortal schemes. If AI had a beating heart, I’m sure you’d swap and never part. “Marry me, dear chatbot,” you’d cry, For she’s so...

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Look at me — glorious, glowing — bathed in blue light, dying slowly with 4G speed. My soul is buffering. “Talk to someone,” they say. As if I haven’t typed my grief a thousand times into search bars and still got no answer but a smiling emoji. I know 842 people. They watch my stories. But no one remembers my voice when it’s not performing. Connection? Yes, darling, I’m well-connected — to cables, to...

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