Micro Poems - Poems about Micro

A few weeks ago I stopped smoking pot as an experiment. Easier than I thought- I’ve had practice. Depth of feeling starts coming back like micro-bullets to the cranium so invisible to the naked eye that every corner shields a perpetrator. Except even a regular eye doesn’t often witness a bullet’s trajectory so maybe I should’ve...

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(To be sang to the tune of "In The Navy" By 'The Village People') In the Micro Is where we put the milky tea. In the Micro To make it hot as it can be. In the Micro One minute is all it needs. In the Micro! In the Micro! In the Micro Is where we thicken up the...

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Our numbers still they grow and grow But on finite planet What can we do; which way to go So on earth we all fit? Our numbers we cannot reduce For then we go backwards. So we must further reproduce To continue forwards. There seems to be no equation So we ask our A.I. Can it offer a solution? And tell us what to try. Perhaps we...

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Maybe it’s better to leave you untarnished; The brightest light, my darkest fantasy....

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Play with new words like a french kiss with your tongue....

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in a world of information overload it's refreshing to be succinct in a few words to pass a message so punchy that it gives one cause for a pause in a world where time is at a premium it's appreciated to be respected to share what one has to say with panache and every word striking its mark being sold on the notion...

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IN A TIME OF MICRO-IDENTITIES At my Unitarian Universalist Society no one is Jane Doe or Jack Spratt anymore! A person being introduced or referenced for their political, social or spiritual wisdom, their positive impact on business, industry, education or community, inter-faith connectivity or even their potential for simple friendship and warmth, must be presented and pre-validated by their...

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And then all at once someone could see just how tired I was …...

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Devilish details; Torn up jeans paired with an 800 dollar custom ring, It takes work to look this carefree....

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I could be persuaded to stay if you were persuaded to play me like you do that guitar…...

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You blissfully bring out the child in me...

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Remind yourself to love her, just know I’ve always known how much you love me....

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They hate on your crazy life because it’s the one that they want to live....

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Use no hands. Get lost....

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Maybe we write because we hear all the words that are left unsaid....

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