Best Mainframe Poems

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 brave new age is imminent
And it will be magnificent

Arouse you from your fantasies
Now descending into anarchy
Warmest welcome to the factory
Where...

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*For Matt's How to Build a Spaceship Contest



How do we create an airship that soars?
The answer was Roswell’s, but it could be yours

Make the long trek to Area 51
To find secrets that lie beyond our sun

Use a metal that is lighter than tin foil
Load the...

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Charcoal Sheep

Watery eyed thoughts came,
Zap! Pow!  a short circuited brain.
Inward turned burned ocular pain,
too many thoughts to restrain 
I’m a cheap sheep making my mistakes again.
Smell my seared wool going down the drain. 
Ba ba ba, sorta blackish, wishing I was right as rain.

Worlds...

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I remember the day when comments were the main
They're all very instrumental to the Soup's mainframe
Some comments are influential that created other writes
And many were like tuition that kept us crisp and bright

But there now appears a drought growing larger every day
We need to increase...

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Some days and nights
I am terrorized by death,
cold silo ache-echoing fear,
claustrophobic breathless dark
barking inevitable factness and finality
of my decomposing mortality,
of history's posthumous demise,
post-humorous as hell.

What good is death
if it cannot at least invite eternal engagement?
Hopeful enrichment,
even some recreational opportunities
without concomitant health issues
soaring through our DNA...

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You are the female whose perfectly stacked 
You should wear a sign that reads MAY CAUSE HEART ATTACKS 
Pay no mind to what other women say 
Women have their men neutered, keeping them at bey 
You never fall for those smooth pick up lines 
You...

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You Are My Formidable FireWall
My Memory Image Chip, Thru Flash Floods
You Search Thru and Rescue my Heart-Site…
With A Barricade that Blocks Viruses – like Blood

You Are My Screen-Saver and Life-Log-On-Line
Top-Tech-Support; My Very Own Version of Refreshed Breath
… if they could Spam or Shutdown You, from...

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bridges

The kids, their teacher, sprouts and dandelions
the aquarellist and a wet bicycle.
Sit on the worm bench as bytes on the mainframe
wiped pastel of a bright warmth with shades of red

        gray

as I look down I find more than...

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In my game of life
I play sometimes against,
and sometimes with,
Time as Other player

Playing against
seems to have bad odds of feeling like a winner,
while playing with time
feels like we both win,
at least some Time,
especially if we simultaneously stretch
our love for gaming
together
more than apart.

In my Evolution Game,
playing...

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I remember fitfully,

Those verdant fields their
Yellow brushed cotton tips,
Gyrating, swirled to beauty,
sighing, undulating minute blades

infintesable allure wafted
on those white wattle nights,
even drained of sustenance
it still motioned to flower

as I am drawn to nigh.

Jaundiced paddocks replace
the suppleness of earth, where,
once green strands laid
like laurels on the...

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Rushing here, there and everywhere,
A mind that leaps canyons and space
Ricocheting, bouncing on rock walls,
Dislocation with turbulent pace.
Scuffing up dust and then zinging,
Off at wild tangents or angles,
Darting, exploding like fireworks,
Neurological barbed wire tangles.
And sometimes, sometimes crave tearing
At the flesh beneath tingling skin,
To rip this...

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Teacher
My teacher
When I bow before u    I feel --
I bow before my parents
I kneel  before God
And your hands like friends
Soon lift me;
So living and   so moving a force
Browsing and exploring me

You compute me
I grow like a computer
From abacus to...

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I said to my son,
He said back to me,
To be honest with us,
I'm worried

We want to be happy
while bypassing disciplines of left-brain healthy
is not too right-brain cooperatively sappy.

But, after my ancient lifetime of trying
directly for prosperous happy
that may or may not lead to left-brain healthy,
that...

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A Voyage Where Adventure Must Invite:
Off Mega-Hurts (MHz) - - - -  thru Giga-Bites (Gbyte)
And Reboots, Resets and Reduced – Sites
… into CyberSpace’s Secret – Flight…

An Inner Sanctum – Leaving from A Void
of Dreamless Drones or Disposable Droids
whose Mechanical Moves are quite Paranoid
Poised to...

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Collar me as homeless, see I'm a street scholar. I want 
your sense, not your pennies, I need your time, not a dollar.
The ghost of yesterday is on post. With an innermost desire
to set the future on roast. like a dormant disease, waiting
for the passing...

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