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Scrolling Poems - Poems about Scrolling


Premium Member Scrolling
1. Photos no longer turn yellow as they did in the paper era Securely stored images are now independent of memory Their world seems fictional, and dates replace memories. Life becomes an album produced by unknown creator Divided into fragments memorized by a machine, life preserves Slightly more variable memory than it could be in the age of paper Your plot is...

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Categories: scrolling, meaningful, remember,
Form: Free verse
Scrolling
My own insecurities ruin everything I can have I scroll and scroll until I have no energy left I feel like I’m falling into a void of self-destruction Everything I do comes to bite me in the end Any connections are broken when I move to another state I am in a constant state of self-loathing My inner child can’t...

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Categories: scrolling, anxiety, christian,
Form: Free verse



Sans Scribbling Scrolling, Scrounging Scrunching Scrying Scribe Section Sixty
the following quite quirky epistle may not exhibit the ordinary characteristics of poetry, but i decided to share this self made challenge (where every word begins with the letter "S" - no explanation can be offered why such self cerebral torture imposed, nor what motivated me to focus on the nineteenth letter of the english...

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Categories: scrolling, adventure, creation, funny, humor,
Form: Free verse
Sans Scribbling Scrolling, Scrounging Scrunching, Scrying Scribe Section Seventy
Sirens sounded secretly securing source. Strait sacks swooshed scamps scaling sensitive sentries (simply spayed seals) surveying surrounding staked spy sotted sham semicircular slipshod shelter. Snappy, Snippy, Snoopy suited Skyhawks surprisingly swooped somnambulant senseless scriveners. Sargent Salemander slipped shiny shimmering shellacked Sheppards Shutterfly sidearms sized simulated small skyscraper slinky, soapy, spooky squarely summoned, sentenced, sacrificed see...

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Categories: scrolling, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Epic
Premium Member Scrolling Through An Old Photo Gallery
I’m looking at this picture of my daughter Ava someone took three years ago as she was watching me during the semifinals of our tennis club’s singles championship: Standing there with her back to the camera, her little fingers curled around the metal wiring of a chain link fence, she’s trying to capture my attention before I hit...

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Categories: scrolling, daughter, depression, father daughter,
Form: Free verse




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