Digital Poems - Poems about Digital

Autumn leaves fall slow a child's questions left hanging in digital silence. My fingers trace letters that will not hold still b becomes d was becomes saw help becomes nothing. The maple outside my bedroom window drops one red leaf, then another, marking time the old way. Mom's phone buzzes: Car arriving in 3 minutes Pizza en route Package delivered. But no alert sounds for the moment understanding slips away from me. No GPS tracks the distance between what I know and what I need to...

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It’s a timeless art to sit still Be an old geezer One who bore nine children Or a private who fought Hitler Or be an indoor cat, jailed for life Put your smartphone down Mute the vibrating in your heart Chips stole how to be alone Divided the setting sun into seconds Be kind to geezers who gave you freedom They hold the art...

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If I were in automaton mode and wrote a digital poem with binary code in terms of two states expressed as 0's and 1's (positive and non-positive) which when done alternate and run in a lengthy string then later transmit the data with technology it would not read a beautimous thing but repetitively tedious or boring indeed nought but a numbers game of dreary ennui it would positively be ...

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after ‘The waste Land’, by T.S. Eliot I met a woman on a glitching screen, her face a whisk of pixels and prayer. She spoke of shattered systems and survived code, “The cloud remembers everything,” she said, "but forgets what matters.” A rat hurried through my feed at dawn, past memes and headlines, each a kind...

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Before the chip, before binary code, Before clocks showed in digital time mode, Stood an ancient man with furrowed brow Trying to track time and count numbers in a row. He stared at stars, watched the sun, He devised how to count when time had begun, Using the flanges of his fingers one by one, Counting seconds, minutes, days, and months done....

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Wildfire spreads quickly, Homes turn to ash, air with smoke, Fake story's rage burns. ©bfa052325 ...

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I’m a digital copy and so are you We are digital implementations Into the world of alternative view Sharing our endless vacations Once we appeared there, so we remain Still I can hear your voice We are the spirit that flies on again Over the land of our choice Digital world seems a rescue for us We can’t be exiled from this...

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making art real making real art with no ochre, lapis lazuli, roots, barks, insects ...

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Fury for the masses a static hum blares through the digital ether fingers swipe left then right hearts race pixelated chaos unfurling black flags fly! An electric storm of fury? a parade of images blinding a pixel a pulse a scream? shadows of war loom large? A darkness-play on the walls of our minds! Fragments of lives broken and whole? Spiraling through glassy screams each face a mask! Fury for the masses? Red...

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In a realm once pure, where stories were shared, A new world arrived, yet no one was prepared. Young hands that once worked with skill and grace Now swipe on screens, lost in the race. They dream of fame and riches untold, But in return, their secrets are sold. A click, a share, and trust is gone- Privacy is lost as the...

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Firewalls stand silent, Guarding data in the dark— Shadows try, but fail....

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Truth drowns in pixels, one click at a time While falsehoods spread faster than summer wildfire We scroll and we swipe, consuming the lies Each share button pressed makes deception rise higher They dress it in headlines that scream to be read Package poison in posts that are perfectly spread Algorithm-approved, bot-amplified. Until, fiction feels realer than what's verified "Did you hear?" they...

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Q: What's going to happen when they discover there's no more gold in Fort Knox? A: The dollar will crumble and they will begin to establish digital currency to replace it and wherever DODGE goes-digital monetary systems will follow they already are using it...

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Old adapting Digital world To catch the time. Used to be drunk To catch a girl This time online. Guys will regret Not having love Date on virtual. Old wrote love letter Now messaging On chat group wall....

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digital, it was real Whenever I went online, I felt happiness down my spine. Profile picture and name was fake and stuff, first they started accusing me for it rightfully, but they must've taken too much of that snuff. 5 channels in total, just stucked with one, there were already people I started to shun. People, whom names I...

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