Best Chat Poems
What do you do,
when today's technology does not work ?
Yes, pull out the connector
Count to 10
Restart
You are on line
Digital entertainment has changed,
drastically in recent years
How does the use of new technology,
affect the social life of young people ?
Is there a community in cyberspace ?
I think this technology has changed the world
Your shadow images are no longer available
13.06.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Question
I seemed to have lost my phone number, can I have yours.
Answer
Have you looked under J for Jerk
Penned
30.4.2015
Last summer Bobby bought a brand new yacht.
Learned how to sail from an AI robot.
Set route to the USA,
but ended up in Bombay.
He's now called the Chat GPT crackpot!
Greetings from Canada dear readers ! Let me cajole you with a wee bit of fun
and ardent banter. Well, obviously I am Canadian and we are very polite and
charming people, we are sorry when we are guilty of nothing. We say please
and thank you and your welcome often. It is drilled into us from childhood.
You bump into us and lickety-split we will say sorry! It can all get quite absurd.
Talking about absurd there is a real rigmarole going on with a groundhog, a
rodent who predicts if we will get a long winter or a short winter. What kind of
nincompoop believes in this gobbledygook. The story goes that if the rodent,
excuse me, I mean groundhog sees his shadow we have six more weeks of
winter. Now, being a fairly intelligent girl, I say in a forceful voice, balderdash!
I could have predicted six more weeks of winter. Without getting cantankerous,
it is bloody freezing outside! Apparently this pampered, Willie rodent saw his
big fat shadow and it was declared. What a brouhaha that caused. Why did they
not just ask me ? Oh, we may get a little melt, to tease us but the snow and
cold will stick around to torment us, the wind will blow and the snow will fall.
the bare branches wish
for soft emerald green gowns-
snowflakes swirl and twirl
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February 4, 2018
Poetry/Haibun/A Bit Of Lofty Chit Chat
Copyright Protected, ID 18-9895-87
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Eloquent Banter; You tease me so nicely
sponsor, Edward McCall
Honorable Mention
A many talks I have
a phone chats with mom and dad
Facebooking my friends
Long after dinner time
And if I really think about communication
the old fashion way
I call them upon my land-line
What's a land-line
And what ever happen to Northeastern Bell
well
that's how we talk to each other human to human
But when I wake up in the new day
I fall on my knees
and chat wit God as I pray
Oh! I fall on my knees
and have a chat wit God as I pray
What's the matter, got all this chatter on Twitter
Space chat is what's up, what is that
Does any one Email any more
And what is a phone booth
And does anyone remember Mother Goose
Facebooking my friends
Long after dinner time
And if I really think about communication
the old fashion way
I call them upon my land-line
What's a land-line
And what ever happen to Northeastern Bell
well
I Snap chat, Google and Verizon, Teen Mobile CenturyLink
All this downloading and less and or no praying
now before you fall asleep
with the phone in your hand
because your mind got over headed by all your Texting
I got a better communication
But when I wake up in the new day
I fall on my knees
and chat wit God as I pray
Oh! I fall on my knees
and have a chat wit God as I pray
But when I wake up in the new day
I fall on my knees
and chat wit God as I pray
Oh! I fall on my knees
and have a chat wit God as I pray
Anytime, every time anywhere I don't care
Stop talking space head
fall on my knees
and have a chat wit God as I pray
Dedicated to "Darlene Beaulieu"
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
11/27/17
from anthology " God's Children New poets, Poems and New Friends"
My friends have every sympathy
For the lack of romance in my life
but promise everything will be fine
All I have to do if I want to find a wife
is use their favourite chat up lines .
Are you a parking ticket '' cos '' fine is written all over you
Seemed a little corny to me
How do you like your eggs in the morning
gave me a warning
Those chat up lines are not all they should be .
Do you have a map '' cos '' I am lost in your eyes
Almost made me giggle till I cried
If you were a burger you'd be a Mcgorgeous
was said the day that romance died .
I'm gonna have my teeth pulled to make more room for your tongue
Or kiss me so I know what an angel kisses like
Do you believe in execution ''cos '' I'm really well hung
Would have me riding home on my bike .
So I thanked my mates for their best wishes
and their girlfriends smothered me in kisses
as I said I was putting those ideas on the shelf
I'll have more success with the misses
and perhaps get lots more kisses
If I am prepared to be myself.
Hooting And A Chit, Chit, Chatter
Monkeys jumping from limb to limb
In the trees above
Leaves rattle as the limbs are
Bounced and pounced
While back on their route
A two-day trip to the family tree
“Ouch!” Muse said
With a splinter in his finger
All the monkeys stop to get a peek
One starts scratching another helps
They all start picking and eating
Fleas off each other’s back
Monkeys jumping from limb to limb
In the trees above
Leaves rattle as the limbs are
Bounced and pounced
While back on their route
A one-day trip to the family tree
“Oops! “ Muse said
Couldn’t quite reach the limb he flinched and fell to the ground
Like a coconut falling onto dry brittle leaves below
With a goose egg bump on the top of his head,
He opened his eyes to discover the sight of another
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkeys jumping from limb to limb
In the trees above
Leaves rattle as the limbs are
Bounced and pounced
While back on their route
To the family tree
Hooting and a chit, chit, chatter
They all came to a screeching halt
A river stands in their way
“Oh my, what are we to do?” One said
They all gathered by the bank
Intertwining their tails and legs with
Stretched out arms, making a monkey chain
With the best swimmer in the lead
Muse safely got them across
To the other side
Where their family tree resides
Hooting and a chit, chit, chatter
With the rest of the monkeys
Who were waiting to greet their guests
That were on a quest
© By Eve Roper 7/23/2015
At the end of the elated visit
Around the mind moving marble mausoleum -Taj Mahal
I was unconvinced to leave and got a place to sit
As excited to enjoy the environment, withal
It was the inside on the right, near the main entrance
Just before the famous ‘visitors bench’
from where visitors pose, with faces full of romance
As a monumental memory, though the fire won’t quench
I was seated at a comfortable distance
To watch this mankind’s magnificent marble marvel
My mind churned the charm, inch by inch
With visitors from the entire globe, lining after a long travel
Of all colors, gathering was the crowd of tourist
With dressing styles that were, to this land, new
My emotions of excitement, I could not resist
Their expression of ecstatic too, none knew
Flocking was also the beeline of photographers
With the face of everyone, full of excitement
Earnestly everyone was immersed, as none bothers
None can forget in life, this joyful moment
Distracted my ‘dream-like-reality’ was an eagle
He was flying low, short rounds over the main dome
Over his unusual behavior, into me, I did giggle
He returned after two short rounds, as it was awesome
He now flied directly to the Finial – Islamic moon symbol atop
He sat over the Finial, as if he came to chat with me
A new relationship between us began to develop
I enormously enjoyed this ecstatic and wondered to watch the game
Joy or grief never lasts for longer
As he could not sit there comfortably
As the edges seems sharper and stronger
My friend was forced to fly away, inevitably
This play of this eagle, perhaps I only noticed
Perhaps only towards me, He sat to chat
Taj as universal ‘symbol of love’ is highly placed
The joy of watching the eagle too, a tantalizing treat!
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"If ever you happen to see me on line
do feel free to chat with me anytime."
Seven well-fed storks
complained of being too fat,
so they started a chat.
" Why do small robins
fly fast and are happier?"
" Are they healthier?"
Mother stork replied,
" Do what they do...fly further
and you'll be thinner!"
The drab storks refused
to take her advice: to fly
like them and not die.
How are you doing?
I'm fine how are you doing?
I'm fine how are you?
Sauntered into the chat-room site
looking for conversational delight;
But what I found, depressingly,
was no one much interested in me;
first room in, what happened there?
It quickly emptied into silent air;
second one was not much different,
it turned into time not well spent;
several tries and none was better,
made me wonder, then to fretter;
decided to give it a rest for while,
next time won’t post my pic profile.
The conversation between ego and heart..
One day,
my ego and my heart sat together,
to have a conversation.
They had a chat,
On what’s more mad,
Either the egoistic ego,
Or the heartening heart.
My ego started to speak when heart was getting weak.
It said:
“ never do fall in front of any tall,
Because no one is better than the one you are”
The heart was calm,
As it always is,
The heart was sweet,
As it always is.
It replied coolly;
“dear friend, I am you shadow,
When money and all seems shallow,
I am your mallow.”
The ego got angry,
As it was on fury,
He shouted at the highest of his voice,
To make heart remind,
Of his mind.
He shouted;
“oh you get out dude,
As it is always me that wins,
I have led to many decisions when the times are weak”
Ego was full of pride,
But the heart replied;
“I am really sorry for the one who trusted on you,
As he for sure ruined life due to you.
You are the creator of all fights,
In the divine world.”
Their conversation was on fire,
As it was going one on one,
Soon after,
The ego lost its identity once he was questioned by the heart;
“ok tell me when did someone leave the one he loved without crying,
When he heard you?”
The ego realised he was gonna lose the conversation so he left without the next
talk.
This made me clear,
That love is only near,
When you are there with the heart.
The heart would be tough,
But never as rough,
As the egoistic ego,
Hear the heart in case of love..!
In the cheer chat, where joy should unite,
A ten-year-old girl causes drama day and night
She calls me a brat, a jerk, selfish and ugly too,
But she's the one acting out, it's true.
She says she wants to push me off a cliff,
Her words so harsh, they make my spirit stiff.
As I debate my life's worth, feeling so low,
She tells me to end it, her cruelty on show.
I cry for hours, feeling so torn,
But then my bestie, she keeps me warm.
She tells me to stay, to stand strong and tall,
With her love and support, I won't fall.
I'll rise above her hurtful game,
And find my strength, reclaim my name.
For with true friends by my side,
I'll face the storm and turn the tide.
In the Grand Hotel of Old Bisbee,
Where the sun shines bright and free,
Day drinking with favorite bartenders,
Angela and Shelby, such sweetenders.
Angela's brush strokes are like her pours,
Fluid and colorful, each one endures,
Watercolor art and drinks, her specialty,
Her creations, her spirits, pure alchemy.
Shelby, the petite pixie with blue hair,
A magic mixologist, beyond compare,
Her potions and concoctions, spellbinding,
A sip of her elixir, forever finding.
Together, they create an ambiance so rare,
Sipping cocktails, without a single care,
As the world outside keeps moving on,
We sit and sip until the light is gone.
So cheers to Angela and Shelby,
With their artistic and magical revelry,
Day drinking at the Grand Hotel,
A place of charm and spirits, where all is well.
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