Best Connector 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
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13.06.2017
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Categories:
connector, community, computer, culture, world,
Form:
Free verse
The success of a family
Is not based on talent
But by virtue and passion
Love is the nucleus that mend
All the relationship that binds
Every member to keep in touch
And contribute the welfare of everyone
Commitment is the first advantage
To make the ties strong
Loyalty is the energy that goes
Everyone's affection keep burning
Cooperation is the connector
That makes every member jive unity
In making things end meet
The success and failure of the family
Depend upon the leader that is working
Planning, initiating, and executing fairness
Intelligent, divisive and good governance
In making life, business and relationship
Alive, attainable, sustainable, dependable
Harmonious, relatable and fruitful life.
Categories:
connector, family, life, relationship, success,
Form:
Free verse
Didn't you not go to me?
How did I seethe, because an elongation of an entanglement is the alter-alto as the Omega cake..?
So swimmingly
I'm finishing the date,
I'm even allowed to procreate,
say that today as we all wander in the phase,
the glistening light is a connector of the ways...
48 equations away...
One more long lasting stay,
I am trapping the animals and characterizing,
you upped the anti with troubling enrapturing!
You even trampled the past in THE!!!
Sometimes I sweat over the gloat and the capturing,
sometimes I'm the boat that is rafting the very temperament I haven't opportunely been the camp in the.
Categories:
connector, character, city, conflict, cool,
Form:
Blank verse
Untangled at last, amid wire entwine, the lost connector newly found
It will not work without it so no picture and no sound
Next step to find the slot to put it in, not easy when there's a legion
There's one here and another in that region
Which one is it and in sets the panic
Frantically trying each aperture like some old manic
Still no pic, is that crackling I can hear
A faint smell of burning from somewhere near
Quick pull that wire out before something blows up
Too late! It's already begun to erupt
Like some latent volcanic mound
I knew this machine was destined to confound
Wrong choice of connector so it would seem
But the burning and crackling have run out of steam
Does anything at all work around here
Technology has given me no pic, no cheer
Broken, it's carefully placed with the others
Awaiting return and all that bother
I swear I will never again buy newfangled
That blasted machine I would gladly have strangled
Categories:
connector, analogy,
Form:
Blank verse
I wait for you-
like the bomb is IN YOU,
like the shuttle that pulls me through-
I became the threshold I once thought I knew...
Like the easy infector of a wazy dread of the connector...
Like the crazy inspector-
new-bound to be around when it's clown, or I have no man named nouns-
this reality bets to be the end of all things.
I wait for you always,
I wait for the shakes to phase...
I know of how much Congress lies in wait, for the ace's of the maze,
I even know of the lie of my liver in a place where they have spades...
Categories:
connector, allusion, analogy, animal, garden,
Form:
Burlesque
Road is a path,
A connector of places and different ideas,
Road is a guide way like the path of our lives.
Categories:
connector, urban
Form:
Haiku
Somnolent silence
Sleepy eyelids;
Cool breeze calms
~~~~~~~~~
Shady enclave
Squirrel homestead;
Tree house condo
~~~~~~~~~
Old man sits
Park connector walkway;
Solitary meal pack
~~~~~~~~~
Walkway cobblestones
Chameleon runs swiftly;
Bushy hiding place
~~~~~~~~~
Eye to eye we talk
Wordless but real;
Smiles for paragraphs
~~~~~~~~~
Surprise delights
Gourmet meal hurls;
Sensational bites
~~~~~~~~~
Micro story tale
Proof with less words;
Punchy commute
~~~~~~~~~
Bonsai tree
Miniature fruits;
Mindful miracle
~~~~~~~~~
Feel fleeting madness
Pain sparks senses;
Expect new joy
~~~~~~~~~
Be still and know
Love wears a glow;
Spread love that grows
~~~~~~~~~
Dawn arrives now
Cast of miracles;
Dance into dreams
~~~~~~~~~
Glow of warm cheer
Passion moves fest;
A worthwhile journey
~~~~~~~~~
Zen moments charm
Rock and stone on sand;
Mind ballet brush
~~~~~~~~~
Moments here
Moist airy breeze;
Foretells wet rain
~~~~~~~~~
Artisan crafts
Fond textures rich;
Magic hands glide
~~~~~~~~~
Shy young boy
Curious eyes peep;
Photo snapshot
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
29 May 2016
Singapore
Categories:
connector, allegory,
Form:
Haiku
< when
I search
within soul
the only thing
I find is that of blue flames flickering
and shall never to be burnt or stomped out
for it's pilot's
connector
is our
Lord
Written by
Katherine Stella 11/13/11
Categories:
connector, devotion, education, happiness, imagination,
Form:
Tetractys
The people take stock of the people,
and evening star rotates on it's spindle,
we hear what we hear and fear no evil,
but what we don't expect is our eventual upheaval.
They will clash,
they will unmake their own kind,
it's evolution in every way,
yet we cannot mind,
it's in again-
so we listen,
the movies state to be a pog,
getting slammed in doors of their enigmatic laws,
as being a free culture is in no way free to support-
even walking takes some kind of a horse.
Categories:
connector, addiction, age, america, angst,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Love in an hourglass
Sand scraping sand
The grains always falling
Getting higher as they land
Time a trusted companion
Though distance travels true
Love the great connector
Bridging me to you
Gently flows the sand
Curving down the glass
Reaching to the future
While leaving behind the past
Falling ever slowly
Landing ever light
Holding on to memories
Changing day to night
Time a weary warrior
Divided in two parts
Feeling always separate
Though never in our hearts
Some time passes quickly
While some time passes slow
Before time passes us bye
There’s one thing you should know
Each grain brings us closer
Each day I love you more
Regardless of the time away
We’ll be better than before
Sometimes we may argue
And others we may fight
Love survives the winters
Endures the long cold nights
Time brings us healing
As spring ushers in the new
My love shines unhindered
Focused in on you
All my time is wasted
When we stand apart
When we rise together
A better life can start
I’m sorry for the winters
I’m sorry for the time
I wasted living without you
Before I called you mine
My heart is always with you
My love is in your hands
Always filling up your life
Like the grains of sand.
_Shaman
Categories:
connector, beach, beautiful, i love
Form:
Rhyme
You are our liberator
For seven years confined
Searching for a love connector
You complete our lives, true hearts bind
All nine yards of happiness
Send it far up to nine planets
In scoreless game, evoking wittiness
On cloud nine, all in a bucket
Turning 9 years old is great
What have you made in your wish list?
Special nine wishes, genie can relate
I am out of the bottle; all I need is a kiss
Choose with care
And to choose the important one
Don’t turn 9 upside down on the square
Feeling old, do again your childish run
Nice, imaginative, nascent, eligible
Evidence to be special and be loved
Last single-digit birthday is appreciable
You’re fast growing up, it justly proved
Poem for my son on his 9th birthday
April 19, 2016
Categories:
connector, birthday, blessing, child, happy
Form:
Rhyme
Thoughts which spark reaction
Induce an odd phenomena
Thrusted lung eruption
Humour honourer
Anomaly in everyday observation
Light hearted pleasure centre
Imput turned exclamation
Content connector
Brain's fondle with mouth colliding
Induces shoulder jump aerobics
Family repertoire tidings
Relaxed diagnostic
May laughter be thy frequented medicine
Imbibed each time tickled urge arrives
Flowing dosage free to everyone
Vital juice of elated lives
27th August 2020
Written for: Living It Up For Laughter
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Categories:
connector, angel, fun,
Form:
Rhyme
Oh No Not Again
Another advertiser us he just did call
And pretended we weren't here at all
Wonder what this time will it be for?
Something about my muscles being sore.
Another bright idea on me did dawn
Press off button and they will be gone
And while we are watching our TV
Who is calling message there seems to be.
Automation may be good for many things
My alarm comes on and someone sings
Have an ISP who is a computer connector
On microwave and range have a selector.
Lifted my computer top and it came on
What we like best is when we are gone
Can get our air conditioner to start
On command from many miles apart.
So it seems like for every situation
Automation can come up with a creation
For any and everything we would need
Except separating grass from each wild weed.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Can care for the complicated but gets
confused with the plain and simple.
Is he or she a Republican or a democrat?
Who from all the land lives off of its fat.
Categories:
connector, humorous, political,
Form:
Couplet
We all know those who cannot meet –
Too busy, too much doing.
We understand and do not feel
That they are misconstruing.
Some that I know can’t even call –
They cannot spare a minute.
I know they wish they had more time;
I have to bear and grin it.
There’s one way to communicate
That somehow never ends;
And if you play, you know that I
Refer to “Words with friends.”
It only takes a minute –
Check your letters, make your move;
But when you hit the “Play” key,
You know someone will approve.
It’s the modern day connector.
When I find myself a’yearn,
I plunk my word upon the board;
It’s now my partner’s turn.
It’s not quite conversation,
But connection nonetheless.
In times like these, such reciprocity
Denotes success!
Categories:
connector, computer-internet, life,
Form:
Rhyme
In pure solitude, where the wilderness stretches,
I find myself without the burden of worldly duties, just me and my thoughts,
Whispers rising like mist from a tranquil lake at dawn,
The intimate sources of the soul reveal their deep calling,
My response intertwines with the lives surrounding me, understanding,
That the earth is the great connector of existences, source and destination,
It, the healer and restorer, bringer of life from death,
Where illness turns into health, and old age into youth.
In this eternal dance of renewal, I feel part of a whole,
Listening to the stones as they tell their story in deep silence,
How the wind carries my memories on its unseen wings,
Every blade of grass sings the hymn of rebirth under the vast sky,
In this flow of endless thoughts, I contemplate the miracle of nature,
Which becomes my home and altar, and I, a silent witness,
Find my place in the cosmic symphony, losing and finding myself,
At the same time, part of the uninterrupted miracle of life.
Categories:
connector, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse