Manual Poems - Poems about Manual

My typewriter was not a good typewriter, its keys were weighty, you had to use brain muscle to work it, nobody wanted it. My son unpacked a home computer. I stood by and watched as all the electronics were laid out on the floor and surgically knitted together. I knew then that I would be consistently out of touch, and possibly would remain stuck in an obsolete...

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Can You Guess My Name? I was given to you with a manual, a guide so precise. I came with a expiration date, my time to suffice. The world welcomed me joyfully and gave me a name. Now I am dying, no longer the same. Unlike any entity on earth I know the...

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Where was your manual for me. The mandatory rehabilitation. Ignorance is bliss and you had built up frustration. Aggravation. Where was your patience. Waiting for the other shoe to drop contemplating. we needed a manual for the situation. That’s all i’m saying. On the other hand where was the contribution. lost for words at the amusement. The alternative resolution. Where was your manual for me. The...

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Make one's self scarce when that cage suddenly appears and before they splash that sticky mess that to our fur adheres.. Learn how to get attention when no one seems to listen by increasing the volume and stay persistent.. When offered unsavory courses just let them sit and spoil, until they make better choices or refrigerate in foil.. Show appreciation from time to time by rubbing on...

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A brief manual for lovers I thought I'd write ~ "Never kiss if it doesn't feel right." ~...

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Could you,Carson, imagine That Ross gave me a margin, Gap between us enlarging With smiles into halls barging... His words of encouragement Ones streaked with disparagement, As they show off management And preach stricter engagement... How should I really have felt: By a pal beaten or belt? Ross has his wins made 'A must' And V tattooed on his bust, Meaning,of course,I may rust While after victory lust... My...

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I don't need to do anything much today. Ate my breakfast took my pills and showered. The bins go out Tomorrow. I don't have A cat. The TV's pre-set to record; I watch it anyway, (A president to come Or will he go?) A mass of people swelter In a too hot sun Or huddle bleakly in the snow. The riots will kick off after dark. It goes along every day the...

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Away from the lingering night, Behind the curtains, I have dwelt, Cut off from the radiant light, Desperately, I searched for a way out, Elements of hope were listless and frail, Futile were my attendant efforts, Gigantic were the gates that stood before me, Helpless I was, Irked by my inability, Jagged road I have come through, Kindness of friends has been a prop, Listening to...

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Memories on the wall and in the hall, yesterday's dreams faded ...

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I rolled like Caesar down the boulevard the day I came to town. My triumph was impromptu and abrupt. I parked my Chevy by the curbside on a gentle downhill slope In hope there’d be no need for backing up. From near the Devil’s Crossroads where I’d tempted fate To the edge of Austin in the Lone Star State. I walked...

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ACME TIRE FACTORY The system was so slow to use and the boss was always on our back Hurry hurry get your fingers out this job depends on you I’ll fire your sorry arses if you go any damn slower! My company and big fat profit depend on you lazy gets doing this job right Don’t dawdle and stop gossiping...

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If Rubik's Cube was round I'd still be lost. Give me a manual that bares the code, and I will work like crazy to succeed. . . manipulate memorize master moves Keen puzzles Rubik's Cube or Rubik's Globe require more skill than I can proffer, just give me a manual that bares the code. second-hand smarts sub-routines simple steps January 10, 2021...

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We all have been given this gift of life But we don't know how to live We forget to read the Life Manual Today, this to you, I give This Life Manual that I share Is what I have experienced It's not theory, it's practical It's the way I have lived Who are we? Why are we here? This we were never taught We live...

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This is meant to be a manual, a set of sober instruction that you can use, once you get past this lengthy introduction, as a “how to” for learning to feel what it feels like when you fly, and to free your earthbound body so you can scamper in the sky. This is not meant as metaphor of how...

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Pandemic madness. Just read the CDC Manual for school next fall. All children must stay six feet apart. Have they ever met a three or four-year-old? Have they ever taught kindergarten? We have seventy-six kindergarteners in our school, and there are at least thirty-eight preschoolers. None of them can keep their hands off each other Or their hands off of us. So good luck...

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