Best Virtual Reality Poems
I smile to myself that a robot just told me off
Do you have an Alexa?
Or an Amazon?
These are virtual companions
That can
Wake you up
Tell you the weather
Play music
Or white noise
Tell you jokes
Keep you company
You can ask questions
And she will answer most of them
We have Alexa’s and Amazons
all over the house
an Alexa just said
Alarm was not set to me
In an I- know-more-than-you will-ever-know-voice
A few minutes ago
Making me smile
Told off by a snotty robot
More than a robot
A true friend
Deep as defeat as conspicuous
As the influx of presentiment
Passion is aimless humility
Panic is native to injury
Reasoning divulging odium
Sparkles unchosen but chemical
Puritans' speechless delivery
Idles in syllables neutral to
Carpet biology tapestries
Woven in Persian but personal
Surfaced in diamonds and sodium
Burnishing flavorful scaffolding
Sauntering over the savagery
Blanketing social impurity
Witnesses! Silence the speechlessness!
Caution the ignorant eagerly!
Woe as the end of the suffering
Millions of eyes as the visual.
"I think there is a world market for maybe five computers."
Quote by Thomas Watson, IBM chairman, 1943
Through the QWERTY maze fingers travel afar
discover where virtual worlds are,
but a digital divide
locations denied.
Modern day
tide,
such dismay
for those left aside.
This is happening worldwide
but we must neither exclude nor bar.
Through the QWERTY maze fingers travel afar.
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18 January 2023
First Place, Writing Challenge - Andaree Form, sponsored by Constance La France
Checked against Syllable Counter and RhymeZone
Why is it
That no man can walk alone
Without being burdened with sorrow
That we measure our worth
Solely on the opinions of others
Why is it
that an inanimate object can claim
So much of our lives and replace all
Need for any real sentiment
Why is it
That we've allowed the internet to be
Our go to for comfort, our refuge, our God
What excuse have we chosen to isolate ourselves
From a world we fear to hate
While it is true that this medium has
Taken over our lives by giving
A false illusion of being connected to one another
When the reality is that we are all here
For the same reason - The need to fill a void
That's what keeps us hooked
Everyday, requests come in come out but
Very few who gain access to you
Ever speak or ever care to do so
At the end of the day, we are
Just another annoying post waiting to be deleted
Another face waiting to be blocked or erased
All the while, someone who truly cares
Is waiting but ignored
Someone who truly cares
Someone who truly matters
Someone we can see eye to eye,face to face
The only real embrace
a perfect moment
remains with us forever
even though long past
just that one experience
seeds our deepest fantasy
By
David Kavanagh
Just for me and I click into dream land
Free from well defined space to find true love
Spin from one reality to another
Wide eyed in grins to simper at blue eyes;
I pinch to molest seeking her to tease
But she vanishes from the scene with ease
To leave me high and dry in duality
Unforgiving I shun this reality;
Long for new moments in desperation
Will she take me beyond her admiration?
Captivate me in pure fascination
With her brains, beauty and infatuation:
It is love that rejects all known pathways;
To my freedom I now seek divine ways.
imagine on your four walls
you have a digital picture frame
all set with the perfect timing
of a roller coaster ride
i know what i would do in myspace
vanishing101
Imagine a round treadmill
a rounded sort of platform
to stand on
and with the sensor hanging around your neck
the floor moves in the direction you face
the timing of the four movie screens coincide
with this picture perfect mindgame
i know what i would do in myspace
vanishing101
an innocent disaster
of a goose chase maze
when it rains it pours
and with the depth perception perfected
the four seasons rotating around you in your own living room
all for you to figure it out
a basement of your own virtual experience
that you will eventually owe me for
cause you know it started here
i know what i would do in myspace
vanishing101
The time machine begins
with your dance dance revolution floor mat
and it carries on with the sensors on the wall
that works your plastic guns
and allow the floor to move if you step toward the screen
always keeping you at bay
enjoy my suicide
day by day
knowing a homeless person
who should be a billionaire
i know what i would do with myspace
vanishing101
Just a touch and go,
To leave me to and fro,
It let the odds to grow,
Wait for tomorrow,
Tempts for a blind follow,
A momentary stop in tempo,
Questions my ego,
Is it a flop show?
Before my senses know,
Just as a sudden blow,
It is established long ago,
Dreams score too low,
Never ever will let it go,
But what if played a dido?
Virtual reality sings as flamingo,
Says listen in toto,
Don't oppose the wind flow,
Be cautious and go slow.
I believe,
That which I've been told
Has come to mean
A different role
You speak to me
As if I'm not there
The ghost in the belltower
The wind in your hair
But I stand here as witness
To the carnage that unfolds
In the wake of words as blades
Things no man could hold
What pierces the skin,
Doesn’t hurt, or so I pretend
A faint, a misdirection,
As I hold my insides in
This fencing match
With a master;
I could never hope to win
Tomorrow, see that I am human
And flaws are more beautiful than perfection
Sincerely,
Yourself
Venture into a world created by a computer
Immerse yourself into its surreal sphere
React to the input of its digital aurora
Twist and turn to its commands, is it real
Under its spell, you react to its stimuli
Abstract concepts unraveled with images cast
Limitless possibilities in this parallel reality
6- 25-2024
Mythical beast capture
Sideways stalking
Credible clock crunching
Carnival loose
Fully loaded trend caboose
All free mischief's 3
Catalogued in army slog
Making paper
Like benedict wrote the pope
Romance novel Sally could never find a real cowboy
Who was secretly a wealthy billionaire.
Manga Margie searched in vain for the waiter who
Was posing to be poor, hiding his riches in offshore accounts.
Anime Alba never fell in love, because she spent her life
Looking for the prince, who never appeared to give her a red rose.
Worse yet, she never met her hilarious sidekick either.
Lives that were wasted, waiting for non-reality that made
Reality seem like a waste of their time.
Real men gave up, after realizing they would never measure up.
But at least Romance Novel Sally, Manga Margie, and Anime Alba
Had their comics, their Netflix and their cats, right?
Virtual Reality
At Altimira Cave
Centuries pass, in what would be Spain,
While the snows fell and fell
They painted their walls,
Making their mark,
Calling down the magic of the image
To control the beasts whose flesh, bone and hide
Made possible their desperate lives
Imitating the terrible, beautiful world
Their minds came awake in,
Put them on their walls, said their prayers and hoped
For more days to dawn for they and theirs.
Then, suddenly
- Just a little while back-
The weather warmed
The caves were left
Crops were grown
Cities brought to birth
Religion organized
Then more organized
Until Faith itself became a
Science
The book of Nature translated and read
Her every secret exposed, exploited
Until wonders were commonplace,
And the commonplace was elevated to wonder
By new magicians
By popular request
Relieving the dull ache that remained
After we pulled the sense of Majesty out of the caves, out of our distrusted, Protesting hearts.
So here we find ourselves
Sitting in our personal caves
Awaiting magic from the flashing cathode boxes
Hoping someone will keep making dreams for us
To control what's outside
By imitating it inside
With our fondest desires.
Pray to the Electric Wall, Ye Faithful!
Pray for beauty, pain, rage, seduction, sedition;
For gods, for whores, for profit, penance
- All the things the real world holds,
But only our lunatics embrace.
Everyone knows it's better to reflect the world to ourselves,
Dress it up as we like;
With the ever-present option to switch channels
Rather than face it, cold and naked;
And call things by their own true names.
Some of us are tiring of the dream wall, all the same.
Some of us like things cold and naked.
Some of us will always venture out of the cave.
Some of us know the true names.
We teach our children the difference between Real
And pictures of the Real.
We teach our children to paint their beasts on the walls
- Sometimes -
And how to call them by their real names
And how to kill them with their real spears.
Come join the children outside the cave;
The little ones who know.
You'll find the snow's not really so deep,
And under it
There's real grass, real stone, real fire, real hope.
You might not know it, but my spirit trod your footsteps,
thankful for the realm of virtual reality.
The sun, resting on the horizon, waiting on your appreciation, now moves on.
The gulls, the shells, the crashing of the North Atlantic Ocean, oblivious to all but you.
Like walking down a crowded street, you feel and see what others cannot,
the lonely weed surviving, all the unnecessary chiding, just thoughts.
In real time your on the beach, delighting in the sounds, the views of nature!
Solitude, broken by a smile, a hello, as a jogger passes you by.
Your phone, your daughter beckoning, breakfast time,
you look back as you leave the wonders of the beach,
knowing you have again imbibed of natures libation, you walk home...
VIRTUAL REALITY
i just might fall,
the mighty heights feel real.
i’m blind to all that lies
beyond my sight,
though i hear voices in my head.
this reality’s gotten a little stranger.
plush grass tickles my bare feet.
i sit on a checkered blanket
in a horror scene —
a really bad kiss from a zombie king.
i change the channel quick
before he eats my lips!
the driver hits every speed bump
my head aches, then smooth open highway
becomes a lullaby vista.
i fall asleep in the back seat of a moving car…
but wait i’m supposed to be driving…
thus i head for the cliff…
i just might fall…
outside voices catch me...
snatching away my headgear.
that was quite a trip.
my lips are bleeding…
4/27/2018
Jamie’s Interesting Contest 3
Single Element: Virtual Reality
Multiple elements: grass under bare feet, a really bad kiss, falling asleep in the back seat of a moving car.