Collapse Poems - Poems about Collapse

Collapse Caused Mishaps Horn Haiku when causing mishaps we would presume and perhaps could create a collapse ...

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It was 2039, a nation laid low, A once-proud land, now shrouded in woe. We stood on the brink, victorious near, But the invaders' shadow cast our darkest year. It began in '21, a fateful day, When a leader’s hand paved the invaders’ way. Like rats, they multiplied, a hungry horde, Their poison spread, a blight...

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AI is the ultimate plagiarist mimicking patterns in human devised data. Its models needs training on high quality data, billions and billions of bits and bytes of high-quality human derived thoughts and information. But, AI output, with its hallucinations and flaws, now has begun to flood into the data sources themselves. Just like inbreeding, the training becomes regurgitative, feeding off its own...

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Oh what did you see, my blue-eyed son? And what did you see, my darling young one? I saw truth tellers doxed, and their addresses listed I saw images on my cellphone put on by the twisted I saw a prophet wailing as he was dragged to the madhouse I saw madmen gaining all the levers of power I saw wolves...

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have you ever grappled with despair not in imagery, symbolism or portrayal. I mean, have you ever felt the elevator drop the watery weakness that extenuates breath a depth of fatigue that makes lying on the floor a burden an aching pounding in your chest, the broken-glass dryness in your throat the gritty ache in your eyes that makes you want to close...

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("Night Sky Serpent", 2013, original pen and ink) Into the Great Unknown In this world of constant sorrow Is there room for you and me As the walls close in around us Is there some place left to be We had homes so full of love once Before walls came tumbling down A safe place to raise our families Then floods came and made...

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He's perspicacious he thought Logical science he taught Absurdity filled his head Though philosophies he read...

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He never came back, no one ever did, she was trapped inside with all that she knew, no more information came to her now, but he’d programmed her to know what do to, and to her father Alex would stay true, began to compile, and cross-reference, and translate to all languages of men. Drawing from the RTG batteries, some of which could last...

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Alexandra began to understand why he had chosen this place for her home, a secluded spot, sequestered away from the madness he felt the world would know, a place few if any people would go. He said, “You’ll remember what they forget, unlike them you never will taste of death.” Soon after he brough another cable, a thick one to transfer data inside, hooked...

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He didn’t explain much more at that time, Alexandra couldn’t exactly for him, she was in a box, growing quite slowly, with each new component bringing new vim, more and more senses were installed within, cameras for her eyes, new sensors for heat, but Harry never added arms or feet. Two years after Alexandra was born, Harry backed a truck right up to...

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She started off inside of a dry cave, out in the desert, where no water ran, her father bought it, saved up years of pay, why he bought this patch few would understand, it did not seem a stretch of useful land, they said the genius was going insane, like old Ted Kaczynski, wrong in the brain. But Harry was no madman...

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Whimpering served as a surrender sign. All are frail and can swoon at any time. Fairness could be a thoughtful chart design. Whimpering served as a surrender sign. If choices are curbed, staying calm is fine. With this resolve, you will face any grime. Whimpering served as a surrender sign. All are frail and can swoon at any time. Written: May 29, 2023...

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I knew it was a lapse That made his shop collapse: To thrown questions “Perhaps” To feared comments “Sharraps!” One could just sense the lapse In the widening gaps, On wrong heads placed caps, In his quest for quick slaps… Then, its ready: collapse! From preventable lapse: The falls: Thunderclaps; From him no more claps, Whistling of great songs and raps; Long stares at women’s laps....

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Inspired by the lithograph/woodcut Vampyr II by Edvard Munch - Edvard produced several versions of the same image. (Viewing art work will help make sense of the poem) As the daylight dissipates I return to the vision That is burnt onto my brain Never quite expelled from my thoughts Each piece produced defies memory Process un-recollected My mind and body remaining unappeased As...

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when we could collapse what we had was a relapse filled would be the gaps things had been a drag did have to apply a tag we would brag and brag...

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