Best Computer Poems

My computer-- disassembled
is a maze of cables, drives
chips and ports--an array
of connections, silver solderings,
twisting wires.

But when the satiny case
is latched in place
coils and cables disappear.
The...

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Of the items in the store,
All were second hand
An old computer did I buy,
With a broken stand

One side was badly scratched
Two knobs were missing too
But...

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I’ve always been a cash man, so when me cash was blown,
I might be sitting back all stony broke and pleading for a loan,
at least...

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Twenty first of October in two thousand and eighteen
Was the worst disaster poetry soup had seen
Poems wiped off the website as all the poets slept
When...

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Has the convenience of technology 
inoculated us from reality?
Do androids dream of electric sheep?
I pray the code my soul to keep?
Does your universe live within 4G
Or...

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The little mouse is scrolling
as the ocean waves are rolling
and they beckon me to come down to the sea

The screen before me glowing
while outside the...

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Abandon futile attempts to run
Behold the process has begun
Step toward your darkest fear
Let’s flip the switch to a new frontier

Penetrating deep within
Evacuate your mortal sin
This...

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My finger hovers
Shall I turn you on today
You lie there tempting me
I need to know what buttons to press
But when I press those buttons
You respond...

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Tapped messages go out direct
With phones it's an easy connect
Thoughts from a finger
In cyberspace linger
But touching's too much to expect...

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Feeling like a lodger
In my own home
Thankful for my music
And my new found roam

Families and communities
They are just so hard to find
But in April 2009
I...

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Face to face they stand
Brain to brain
Two-eyed flesh machine
And one-eyed plastic terminal
Interacting systems
Inputting, outputting, precious data.

Face to face they sit
A complex team
Driven to perform
With error-free...

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The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s...

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And I walk
across numerical figments
speaking hyperbole dialect to their imaginations.

Numb, blocky gaps
whisper invitation to secret club.

Enticing my stature
to belong
to become exponent’s side-kick.

So they can welcome...

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Life is a mess and needs constant cleaning
Soap Opera glasses and bodies acquire meaning
She said this; He said that
Bureaucracy is getting fat, fat, fat

Life is...

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It's funny
How did a computer
A silly computer
A flat screened computer
Become my obsession?
I wake up
There it is
Waiting
Begging 
Inticing
"Turn me on"
"play with my buttons"

I look at the...

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B.C. has been the acronym applied 
for all events before out dear Lord’s birth.
Who knew another god would change the tide
and wield a power of...

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Jacques and Torin came round to play
In the afternoon on a Saturday
Three computers linked up on the dining room table
Age of Empires played whenever they...

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Modern Life
We are open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week
Except Monday mornings and Sunday nights.
What are they on about, at this place that...

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For months I’ve partitioned – sectored my strife
Trying to determine – wrong from the right
Clinging to bits – healing the bytes
Moving and changing – formatting...

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Poetry Soup
Rare Group...

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My vacant stare was sure to be 
a giveaway to anyone that saw . . .
I was a Pilgrim there to the land of techno-jargon,
of...

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  Gigaflops

Did you meet the Boogyman
Did you see his stare?
Or were you in the land of nod
Blissfully unaware
Of the face that’s at your window
Or...

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There you go again, you “Cyber Brat”!
There is “no such website”? What is that?

First you lead me through a wild web maze;
I Google, then succumb...

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"User name" and "password"
That's all you need to know.
Type them in , press "enter"
Then you’re  fine to go.

Sounds quite simple really,
Till your memory starts...

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Who's in charge here?

Can't they hear us?

No ear, perhaps!
 


*Inspired by technical difficulties on the Soup and written for Dr. Ram's Than-Bauk contest.
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