many times! I hit "Radiant Verses A Journey Through .." by mistake
All the birds in the skies stopped singing
All the clocks on the walls stopped ticking
All the bells in the halls started ringing
Once the gun in his hand started clicking
Click, Clap, Ego Inflation
They sit behind the veil of screen
thinking cheating is a site unseen
each clap a cheer that was never earned
everyone laughs, for the spotlight is on
shining light on the fraudsters pen
vain deceit
ghostly stats floating in silent scorn
their own applause, no one cares
what is a Baker
if your bread is stale and unsold
your store is empty
a hollow soul
cheaters cheat, they never glow
Feeling catish this morning, surrounded by Zio lies and cheating is easier for me to see when happens elsewhere too, peace be upon you.
Two opposites, unknown of their fate,
Randomly surfed the wide internet before it was too late.
From one end of the country to the other end.
Scrolled and scrolled, like it was never going to end.
Oh! It was just a click, that's how we met.
From hesitant texts and calls,
To glee when texts and calls are received
And later turned to elation.
Oh! It was just a click; that's how we connected.
Excitement and nervousness just rushed
When we met for the very first time, we just blushed.
There was no lack of delight.
It's hard to forget that sight.
Oh! It was just a click; we felt something ignite.
Later, it turned into hope and positivity
The foundation is built on trust and love, togetherness and unity.
We met, the folks met, and the process went on.
And finally, we tied the knot, vowing to never be apart.
In happiness or sorrow, in light or darkness,
In beautiful times or ugly times.
We vow to share each moment together,
And walk through all the odds and evens together.
Oh! It was just one click,
That we found each other for life's sweet and bitter journey.
the old klunker was my friend
he lasted till the end
clickety click
clickety click
i'd sit back feeling free
words would come to me
i'd have my glass of wine
a sip at every line
the images would soar
until they could no more
clickety click
clickety
AP: 3rd place 2025
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Fake the caress of a loving hand
Felt the pain of lust on demand
Fingertips touch much more than skin
Awaken thoughts purely filled with sin
Love no longer is an action
Words committed too soon after redaction
Tainted by deceitful ball&chain true interaction
Overhauled hype in our eyes distraction
Endless display of desire on screen never one main attraction
Too little hope in our hearts satisfaction
Getting ahead by thumbs likes and
reactions
Never living up to high Def photo shop
Only to let ur self-esteem drop
Hard to believe any real emotion
When one click causes a derail from devotion
The day that you left me to go off to war,
you hugged me and said with a shy little grin.
Don’t worry son there’s nothing that can stop me,
from making my way back home to you again.
I remember the next time I saw you dad,
you had holes in your arms where those needles live.
An empty shell of the soul you were before,
the demons in your head took all you could give.
I know you was alone when you met your fate,
sitting on the floor with your back to the wall.
I wonder did you know that I still loved you,
or maybe you didn’t feel anything at all.
The army man saluted at the graveside,
and then he gave your wife a flag for the man.
Who left his home a husband and a father,
but you never came back from that foreign land.
One click, did you think it would ease my sadness.
Did you think my hurt would stop getting bigger.
Did you think maybe it would end the madness.
Did you think of me when you pulled the trigger.
Just because you faded away from me dad,
it does not mean the things you love ceased to be.
All you left for me is sorrow and knowing,
I’ll live in a world without you here with me.
“Mice” is nice but might be called “mouses”
if a couple is next to a screen
and there is no screaming from me
except in excitement at my selection.
That Razer Viper V2 Pro
so light and quick under my palm.
Point, click and scroll with complete control.
Sexy as that is, mine’s plain old gray,
like an old man in a squeaky wheelchair.
And my guy started the whole shebang
when he started the mouse wheel turning
in my mind. He said he was taking mice
to India. I chortled at the thought of two
as well as the word choice. How cool
that I can pound on a tablet screen
to ask “the boss” the proper way.
Improperly, the internet replies
that both are right. How can both be right?
I just know my guy is wrong because
the opposite means his wife is…
I can’t even say it. Mice or mouses,
marriage lice or louses. Scroll wheel
turning, turning, turning and “Proud Mary
burnin’” daylight, agreeing to disagree.
*lyrics by John Cameron Fogerty
Wink at me and melt my heart
Like only you can do
Add your smile to it
And I'll belong to you
Indirectly I espy,
Your presence what I seek
And when I see you walking in
I'm rendered without speech
However that is not the case
With what goes on inside
No indication on my face
Excitement's what I hide
A momentary passing glance
The locking of our eyes
Will give my spirit cause to dance
Desire to arise
The little things are what I love
The bookmarks that you give
I'll treasure always, all my life
As long as I shall live
.
click
click
click
click
Her heels
So professional
Hern rush
‘Cross the cobblestones
into my
And yep again
“Clap”
And down ourn went
Az did this
pen
Click it,
prose found online;
The poet’s diary,
these entries now public record;
For life;
You have your interpretation;
Imagine what you’d read
peering through their
garbage.
"It's been weeks now I've not heard from you
It's hard not to think that you avoiding me
I've tried to shake the feeling but I can't cause it's just that you,
showed me the other side of life, you were so good to me"
I've been going through a phase and I'm off all pages
It's just me and the country roaming around
Trying to smoothen the edges
Cause I've been snapping a lot, I needed to get my head around
For I've been putting it off for too long
That now it's putting me off
And I slowly not feeling so so strong
I feel like slowly I'm shutting off
While I don't want to break down on the road
So I took a turn for the next exit
And found myself on the road to home
So that I can tow myself to get fixed
I was done with the click click next attitude
Going to next page without fixing the bug on the previous
While I don't have the depth in fortitude
And just keeping up a strong self is getting tedious
"It's been weeks now I hope you fine
Let me hope you just taking your time
To unwind and the minute you'll be fine
You'll reach out to me once you make the time"
The PO£T
It already seems so long ago
transactions went
'clink, clink, clink'
Now that we all buy online
our 'turnstiles' go
'click, click, click'
The first way requires me
to get up off my duff
The second lets me laze away
in pj's ~ that's not so tough
Between 'clink, clink, clink'
and 'click, click, 'click' ~
Which one have you picked?
Something came alive
You set me free
You know
You are the one
the rose inside my heart "
The fire within my soul
Click A micka Click a micka slap slap slap
Coletta was clicking out a jig after her nap
She is up on a chair! Her grandma said with alarm.
She is pure Irish, her daddy argued, full of charm.
Click A micka Click a micka slap slide, slide.
Coletta’s moves were more than grandma could abide.
She returned home, fearing the baby would fall off the chair.
She did not of course, for St. Paddy’s Day was in the air.
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