Long Emoticons Poems
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Touch And See
We are a society of folded ears. We opt for our apps
through touch tone effect instead of real conversation.
We are a generation of visual selects that forgo the hearing
only to embrace tap memorandum. It works great on the optic
nerve but what does it do for the hearing workout ?
We send emoticons & floating sonic hearts but sometimes
we need to be heard for .... R E A L ....
we need time that the computer can't steal...
. we read about our family members through the internet
. we listen to nature through the internet
it is easy to lose our equilibrium and feel like we are living
in a cyber wheel that doesn't stop.
A D D ... ANOTHER DIFINITION for it WOULD BE,
Applicable, * Deaf *Disorder
DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU.
For the Haven’s advancement,
the Elite may extend a courteous backhand,
or a fist wrapped with opinion
that some may mistake for abuse.
Dante’s girl fell from her steeple
head first into a cauldron of pride,
now her feeble corpse twitches
trying to vomit the blackest pitch grey.
Stains her soldier’s dress blues
duty has him answer the bench’s call.
Gaveled verdicts now deleted,
appeals one site’s ambitions.
Often found in a library,
their little boy plays with
his toy box full of straw men
and overused emoticons.
Each breath billows the forge,
black smoke void of The Father,
they beat a gift’s beauty into a weapon,
the cutting edge of the Deceiver’s con.
Nothing refreshes me more
than standing beneath the misty veil of a waterfall.
Like avatar of baby's breath
and droplet of anti-death.
Phoenix burst of peppermint- spurt,
soft chew squirter of mint gone ejaculated shoot.
Starburst squint-inserts,
what is meant in keidoscope of photons,
wet emoticons
of teasing turning on
lightened bent.
In the cradle of nature, where whispers collide,
in a spectral dance of droplets,
where shadows reside, -
in terracotta edges needling in cool trace
lemoned wedges- of quench, to taste.
Each shimmer a memory, each splash leaves
its intent on cool poker face.
A breath of renewal,
like springtime's first bloom s ensual,
the sweetness of peppermint, fresh as a sigh,
spitting as it spake.
Pops in my eye.
Each drop a connection, dispelling all gloom, and refocusing direction in swan lake swoon-
terraforming the deserted crys.Tall in spirit
to become, comfortably succumb.
A reminder that life is a canvas to fly, trapped in beams
of moon, before the ink drys.
The shimmer it ignites- in the heart of its flow,
a gem facet to contemplate amongst us-under growth.
A kaleidoscope woven of dreams in the light, the dew of elated snows.
Wet emoticons glisten, a soft, vibrant sea aglow, transparency of purpose-
in a symphony of repose?
Repurposed-reproposed-
In the dance of the waters, I bask and I soar, aloft.
As the world fades away, I am wrapped in this peace, tucked away in it's soft croft,
willow-wisped pillowed crotch.
The waterfall’s whisper—a promise of more,
to adore
of
serenity's waters of life,
evermore.
Quote: Every day is a page to write a new story.
DAILY DEWDROPS
Freshly fallen snow,
no print left yet.
An empty box,
with no pretty bow.
I get down on my knees,
to write a prayer -
a wistful prayer of bittersweet.
My finger shivers in the breeze.
I cursively draw,
on this wall of white.
As snowflakes fall
from eyelashes, I bawl.
A white bunny’s hop halts,
little twitching eyes read my poetic plight.
Dripping from my index pen, a blizzard of tears -
erases all of my faults.
Tomorrow, I will start anew,
writing my escapades
on a pristine white carpet -
perhaps many words, perhaps a few.
And what might each day bring?
A quilting upon white cotton…
An epic on framed canvas…
My emoticons might vary, but dutifully I sing!
12/12/2016
Nayda’s Quote Response Contest
As another wench fails to tie tiger’s tail, the bear is let loose again.
Honey was shared, but hearts weren’t paired, so the shark resumes his top fin.
It’s hard to regret Ethiopian whets, and the taste of turmeric sticks too.
Yet all was shut down, when he polished the crown. That fool tried to place it on you.
Fondness grew.
as the absence increased, and emoticons ceased, what was left were tendencies raw. The tendencies come in various hums, while truths stay locked behind jaws, and maybe the draws, which were scantily protected from powerhouse paws.
Hey! Let’s give this sharp dame a strong round of applause!
Let’s sing out her praises, as legions once did! Let’s spring for them braids, and let’s get them nails did!
Let’s
remain sonic, ‘cause her sway is bionic, and nature will always prevail. But prepare thee to cry, because numbers don’t lie, and the scale shows we once again failed.
The tiger’s tail, tied not by the wench, means the bear has been turned loose again.
A Thought For Saint Valentine’s Day
There is something I have to say to you,
A thought I would like to convey.
Just a simple point of view,
As we come to St. Valentine’s Day.
Please do not arrange to speak on Skype
At some future convenient time,
Or post your love in bits and bytes
In hurriedly constructed rhyme.
Not another Moonpig card as well
And please don’t text by mobile phone,
Or send gifts by post or DHL
And hope I’m waiting here at home.
Emoticons have no value.
And please do not send your love by letter,
On Valentine’s Day, all I really want is you.
01/29/2018
Strange times
Percolate madness;
Cellphone fetish
~~~~~~~~~
Cellphone stalker
Curious episodes;
Checking, re-checking
~~~~~~~~~
Eyes glued
Colourful display;
New media savvy
~~~~~~~~~
Newfound loneliness
Mobile distractions;
Zero people skills
~~~~~~~~~
Empty moments meet
Stone cold template;
Tantrums escalate
~~~~~~~~~
Despite devices
More lonely people;
Broken touch points
~~~~~~~~~
Better devices
Lesser communication;
Info overload!
~~~~~~~~~
Virtually virtual
Pleasure principles;
Creative obstacles
~~~~~~~~~
Touch and feel and see
That virtual reality;
Common sense falters
~~~~~~~~~
Internet disease
Chatter meets splatter;
Informs confusion
~~~~~~~~~
Savvy emoticons
Emojis dazzle;
Lingo of feelings
~~~~~~~~~
Learning
To learn;
How to unlearn
~~~~~~~~~
New-found joy
Savvy strokes tell;
Latest digital device
~~~~~~~~~
Strange times
Telling tales;
Savvy distractions
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
04 November 2015
Singapore
FRUIT OF WAR - PORTMANTEAUS
Brusted gree skirt the terrain --
its fortress now smog of pains.
Sprolled brave emoticons flurst
floppled by remorse.
Alive, lovely floriage.
no mercy, at once loafted!
Finentual world ethics
forgotten clang cries.
Blind men sinduced to power:
justice then a fadograph.
Bescraped kindness ,dusten traits,
birthing woes and death.
Precious breathing counts one, two.
In and out wheezing some help
Oozing damage marks hatred
Peace start when war ends.
(c) Olive ELoisa
10:41pm
August 20, 2014
from the list: smog, emoticon
from research:
brusted - Brown Broken and Rusted
gree - any number of green trees
sprolled - sped and rolled
flurst - flew and burst
floppled - fell, flopped and toppled
floriage - flowers and foliage
loafted - floated and drifted
finentual - final and eventual
sinduce - sin and seduce
fadograph - fade photograph
bescrape - escaped and broke
dusten -dusty and beaten
Fornification is my sin and I can't put down my hands because I confess this to Him and He is a merciful Lord of Hosts, but I vow...I'll not be married or be in another relationship again due to my many breakups and heartaches alike
Owning up to my name and I am proud of my fame, though it didn't give me fortune
Racing up and down the road with my favourite bicycle
None of your business - come over here and be mine, bae and I will make you feel on fleek
In and out of me, I need a fix and my bones are rattling from the pop music that is therapeutic to all aspects of my life
Feeling myself on beat...feeling myself in rhythm...feeling you in adoration's admirable atmosphere without fear...without the shedding of tears
I love you forever and ever...no one is gonna take you away from me...maybe, I'm obsessed and my head is in the clouds as always
Can't stand the silence between us...there's the truth behind lies...we are on the same rowdy bus...don't wave your casual goodbyes...
And I'm sorry for committing fornification... the frustration is regretable and unstable, but I am able to heal slowly, but surely...
Tension is here...I can feel it...listen! Pay attention...lust and passion are my downfalls and I have not ignored His calls...
Isolating myself was my coping mechanism for far too long...I can't even show my face in public because I'm outlandish and unique...I'm afraid to be judged wrongly...I felt all the emoticons on your iPhone...
Oh, it did go over my head...you are living your life in South America...but we are very similar...I loved Skype Calling you - it was such an awesome experience, but it ended abruptly because I reflect weirdness and I'm awkward as hell on Mount Everest...I'm stronger than I realize, I'm not alone and I'm not a failure...I will fight with my might to fight the urges that led to my one and only ugly, deceiving sin - fornification
Nothing can undo the past...the urges come back to attack; alas, God has my back
COUNTERINTUITIVE
One would think that news was real
At least it was, mostly, as in the past
Yet with A.I images on social media
And even a misquoted encyclopedia
The scale of deception is quite vast
With emoticons about how you feel
We believe what we want to believe
And welcoming an influencer’s role
Afraid that intuition has had its day
Who knows, or even cares, anyway
More sales or votes is now the goal
Now just shut the door as you leave
The disappearance of common sense
Did it not surrender or pay its taxes
It is a complicated world, of course
But who now ever checks the source
Today, no-one can remember faxes
Just a meme, intended for the dense