Rebooting Poems | Examples

Brain Food

My well-meaning doctor said
my brain is close to dead.
Lay off meats and fats, he said, 
eat fish, all you want, instead.

Fish is high in omega-3,
great for rebooting mind deficiency.
But, doctor, said I skeptically,
how has that helped any fish one jot,

they still get hooked do they not? –
Not too smart, if you ask me.

Snippets of Spring vol 3

Meandering meadows broken by a tossing garbling brook…strewn..rocks hewn embossing...marbling and moss flossing

Awoken whispers spoken..cantankerous coughing eddy wheezes..then a curmudgeonly icy mirror hush

Reckoning breezes yield cats' paws beckoning…teases across the flanking field

Fairies’ wield spells conveyed in lush dappled glades of plush bluebell dells 

Stacked cumulus collage..shield montage cracked by dazzling azure shard mirage

Chubby clouds’ japes..conjuring cannily hung faces.. shapes...far flung places

Strife is rife..resurrection introspection survival..brings carnival of retrieval

New things...nothing can rival..primal primeval revival..Spring sings life!

Snippets of Spring vol 1

Blakean ghosts' boasts..frollicking in rollicking

Rolling hillock hosts..ripe shenanigans..perry toasts

Believing in hefty heaving heroes

Hallowed harbingers..halcyon hedgerows

Harbouring tranches of branches..ferry very merry berries

Majestic mosaic montage barge of balletic 

Incandescent flowers..weaving wherries

Showering prophetic kaleidoscopic poetic dreams

Streams through towering mesmeric green tunnels

Full to the gunnels..reams of sheens teem..flowing funnels

Bestowing.. glowing transcendent beams gleam kinetic

Luminescent aesthetic barrage..overpowering iridescent fluorescent flowering
  
Every single one of Mother nature's tendrils tingle

Mingle..saluting seasonal succour..mooting rebooting from fruiting..pukka

Red

pulse()— //triggers beneath skin: jagged
>> syntax.error: panic overflowed: line 21
{ mind == burn; vision == glitched color; }
>>>> crash report, rebooting…
#cc0000 //devours what logic left behind

NEVER THE SAME

Lost in the noise,
Chasing your shadow,
Like I have no choice.
I'm scared of the echoes
I’m done with the heartache,
Fed up with the pain.
No more hamster-wheeling again.

I’m clearing my story, wiping the slate,
Gone are the nightmares, lifting off weight.

I’m rebooting my life, erasing your name,
I’m burning the bridges, putting out the flame.
You don’t get to haunt me, you don’t get to stay,
I’m deleting your memory, and walking away.
I’m starting fresh, taking back control,
I’m wiping the slate clean, reclaiming my soul.
I’m rebooting my life, starting today,
I’m erasing you in every way.

You were the virus, infecting my mind,
A glitch in my system, I couldn’t unwind.
But I’m fixing the code, I’m rewriting the rules,
No more being played for a fool.

I’m deleting the data, I’m shutting you down,
You’re just a mistake that I’ll never let drown.


I don’t need your ghost, I don’t need your past,
I’m resetting the clock, I’m moving so fast.
You’re just a chapter, now closing the door,
I won’t look back, I won’t take anymore.

I’m rebooting my life,
And you’re out of the frame.
I’m erasing your name...
And I’m never the same.

Unplugged

I welcome the feeling
of leaving behind …
No Facebook, no Twitter
no Email to blind

Controlling the message
undigitized truth
My mind free of programs
my spirit induced

Where magic is whispered
no texting or bytes
Bespoken the voices
I hear in the night

My memory stays active
not stored in the Cloud
Rebooting what’s under
— enlightenment’s shroud

(The New Room: January, 2024)

Downloading the Light

Take a slow tick of time
to shut-down the brain.
Rebooting also works,
the writing on the mind wall
will probably continue,
but don't get back on the thought train,
The much annotated, over-cluttered script
will fade away
when your eyes begin to look through it.

We are all born with a soft spot
atop our heads, that aperture is still there,
it opens when you unplug
from all your self-talk.
The starry universe can now pour in,
or just a scent of an unworldly flower
that swoons your sense.

Keep brainless, sit apart from its
scrolling word-monitor,
sit, lay or stand one breath away
from its constant chatter,
watch from a distance
watch the one who watches
do not editorialize
just observe.

That metaphysical hole
in your emptying head
will let your Higher Self inward
and it will fill you with wonder
until you know there is no 'you'

at least until once more
you turn back on
your beeping and buzzing brain
to find some news of yourself.

Downloading the Light

Take a moment to shut-down the brain.
Rebooting also works,
the writing on the mind wall
will probably continue,
but don't get back on the thought train,
The much annotated, over-cluttered script
will fade away
when your eyes begin to look through it.

We are all born with a soft spot
atop our heads, that aperture is still there,
it opens when you unplug
from all your self-talk.
The starry universe can now pour in,
or just a scent of an unworldly flower
that swoons your sense.

Keep brainless, sit apart from its
scrolling word-monitor,
sit, lay or stand one breath away
from its constant chatter,
watch from a distance
watch the one who watches
do not editorialize
just observe.

That metaphysical hole
in your emptying head
will let your Higher Self inward
and it will fill you with wonder
until you know there is no 'you'

at least until once more
you turn back on
your beeping and buzzing brain
to find some news of yourself.

Wonder and Astonishment

we readily admit that we know not how
the tumbler falls each morn
enabling us to awake
from our slumber

we are astonished!

so here we are then
like a computer rebooting
memory infusing sense of continuity 
to our fleeting mind-body ego form identity
which we then take to be the real us
even though facts are otherwise
we yet think and act as fools 

we are astonished!

musing in silence we see
that even though we have aged
innate aliveness, screen of consciousness 
remains unchanged upon which earth life does play

we are astonished!

universe tests and jests
posing problems needing solving
we assume the role of limited doership 
jubilant at our success and sorrowful at failure
while the hermit living next door just smiles
doing nothing save choosing response
dream life plays on in both cases
one is happy, the other not

we are astonished!

28-July-2021

Finding your muse poetry contest

Mental Injury Is Not Mental Illness Essential To Know

14 years confused on a pitch without the goals 
never knowing how I fell through so many holes 
as each I fell through another would unfold 
the brain just couldn't process storing in the vault
to later analyse and process the result 
but storage overflowed and the circuit cut short 
a breakdown stopped their process postponing the report 
the brain was overwhelmed from continuous assault 
it's called a mental breakdown retreat from the revolt
rebooting only vital zones and limiting your thoughts 
thanks to overwhelming stress continuous and cold 
flight or fight for too long sees hormones flood the skull 
changing how the mind works and the person on the whole 
misdiagnosed depression through symptoms it unrolls 
but rain floods are not a sea these hormones will dissolve 
psychiatric injury doesn't stay until you're old 
it's not a mental illness that doctor can't solve 
injuries repair themselves, a bruise a scar a hole 
people caused your pain, don't let them be involved

Digital

Digital age, digital technology, digital people
Digital adds to life
Digital subtracts from life
But why?
Because:
People make things
People change things
People use things
People abuse things
So:
Digital education for everyone
Then:
Digital technology for everyone
Young and old, rich and poor, here and there
Reboot society
Reboot life
Reboot digital!

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Written 2 February 2021
This is a poetical version of
Rebooting ethics education in the digital age 
https://doi.org/10.20935/AL146

It demonstrates Poetical potentials: the value of poems in social impact education which can be found at 
https://dl.acm.org/doi/10.1145/3381025

Both articles are written by Simon Rogerson

Poetry Soup Featured Poem: December 19, 2021

Thunderstorm

Rising thunderstorm
Sudden rain slamming my roof
Passing overhead.

Sharp lightning flashes
Interrupt work on the screen
Computer goes blank.

Distant thunderclap
Computer is rebooting
Nothing I wrote lost.

I'M Rebooting

Yes, you shut me down.
But I'm rebooting.
I start again, for this is my destiny to begin again.
I will do better than ever, to make one laugh, cry and celebrate.

Yes, I will come alive, with Hope, Joy and well being.
You will love me even more.

So, check on me each week for something new.
Maybe even exciting. For I m rebooting.

The Fate of the World Awaits

classical music prompt   Beethoven fifth opening 


the fate of the world
looms ahead of us
and we have a choice
to make 

all of us 
must decide

will we follow 
the fate 
of ancient Rome

surrendering our freedoms
and becoming an autocratic empire
ruled by emperors

will we become 
like Germany
letting the madness
of fascism overwhelm us 

will there be a final solution
to the problems 
poised by the coming
transformation of America

as white America
becomes brown America

will muslims be rounded up
and killed 
as ethnic cleansing
in the name of Christian freedom
sweeps across the land

will the evil AI robot
overlords
launch robot wars
to extermine mankind

will we choose
to confront 
the pending climate change

rebooting our society 
and economy
with a green new deal
putting people first

will the 1 percent
even let us try

or our we doomed
to end our lives
in a dystopian nightmare

I listen to the music 
of Beethoven
and find comfort
as he confronts 
the fate of the world

proving that human spirit
will overcome 
in the end
filled with love

and I am saved
and my optimism returns

Daft-- Couch Potato

Dear Lordy, what have you done
this loony spouse given me…
he rants and TV- clicks all night
much like a  freakish banshee!

Obsessed with horror movies
remote  control is life's drug:
This model needs rebooting,
It's time for urgent de-bug.



11/11/2017
Written for Kevin Shaw's Surreal and Daft

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