Internet Poetry - Poems about Internet Poetry

I like that we’re strangers That our late night intimate fights Are actually just late nights of random conversations with a random stranger The internet came with a whole lot of bad but surely the beauty of an online friend was above it I like that we’re strangers That I can talk to you on end Or maybe...

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I hit post and send my words into this busy, glowing website where I’m fifteen, the youngest voice, surrounded by grandmothers’ stories and grandfathers’ quiet smiles, moms who cheer me on and dads who nod like it matters. I don’t mind being the baby here your words feel softer than home. You read my late-night poems, drop comments like warm blankets, and make me feel safe when...

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We all do try and write for a reason and each have different things to say at some particular time or season we've got to express our thoughts that way. It doesn't really matter who you are or in what part of the world living even if you're unknown or reside far they're likely your words to be reading. The 'net has brought...

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How about you, tiny schlong? I'm curious as to why you aren't very tall the sun is shining so brightly over the planet little star, twinkle, twinkle how i ponder your whereabouts why does it turn red from your radiation and place me in this hospital bed? Nahna led me to the Nude beach and hid my clothing from...

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I go to sleep in eden's garden I'm surrounded by flowers and leaves I fall asleep completely Naked, as i breathe in the fragrant flowers I rest in the tranquil garden. In my Nakedness I go to sleep where nature sleeps I sleep underneath this chilly, empty, pitch-black sky as the birds hum lullabies Similar to a chrysalis, i am enclosed....

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It is difficult to get rid of the false self A believable mask has taken years to develop Such safety precautions demand extensive disguising Dear i ask, why can't we all be living in the bare? The conditioning begins at a young age Everyone is trained to look good at every stage Shame on you if you don't protect your private...

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TWITTER quick thoughts cut short NOTE:A footle is a two line lines,2 syllable verse with an integral title-Light Poetic verse form,witty,pertinent,topical etc (technically a trochaic monometer and not necessarily in rhyme).A 'hybrid' innovative sequenced variation has developed over the years (since 2009)alongside the original definition....

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I write prose and verse, when working alone Scribe down my fine lines, upon an (iPhone) Pleasantly reciting, obscure musings aloud Either from memory, or the all seeing (iCloud) One way or another, things sometimes go bad When cells deplete, quick change to an (iPad) Perch it upon a ridge, of my well toned six pac And if...

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I've come to see this social site As something more than just a rite A place where I can write and grow (While other poets come-and-go) It's not perfection...

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Trot-Trot With two clicks I’m going around the world While I’m @ home. My Poem is in Kurdish but there is no such option to publish in Kurdish Alphabet....

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Two beady black eyes jump to the wrong conclusion ... a piercing tongue v ...

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By George P. Lumayag https://georgelumayag.weebly.com george.lumayag@deped.gov.ph Lights marching uphill and downhill On a dark mountain site With fireflies nesting at midnight But few young minds work ‘till dawn Then a cold dew soothes my bone. Fireflies twit online and I read...

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By George P. Lumayag https://georgelumayag.weebly.com/ Gardens of poetry are given life in school. Just like gardens of buds and matured flowers Waiting for the diligent bees To nipple its sweetness from the nectar And share its honey in public schools. The eager and industrious bees Can bring its honey to foreign market of online poetry. The gate is wide open to all buds...

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I've taken the time to concentrate on poems I read that they highly rate, and how poems from poets believed to be great, are also the poems of those interacting like a mate. And I've noticed good poems get disqualified from competitions, and this is because they didn't put the host name on their submission. This is a very sad...

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Poetry comes from within the deepest depths of our souls a feeling yearning to be free forever living in books and internet as its new homes living in eternal happiness being seen for the hearts they have...

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