Short Analogue Poems

originality is the perception of an analogue...

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Blu Tack

Blu Tack can 
speak in 
analogue.
...

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Love come quietly,
Finally, drops
About me, on me
in the old ways

What did I know 
Thinking myself
Able to go
Alone all the way

[HOW JIA HUI - SERI JUBLI INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL MALAYSIA]...

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Justify the beat
Tall tower
Tellen' em
Dialogue shadows
Systemic analogue
Named them soon
Drill in the ear
Wondrous circular emphasis
Imaginative Mercedes
Drive to heaven, circle the eagle
Jar a jar a jar jar, you'll see....

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Time-honored
in the mountain stream
a jagged one 
once sat,
crafted by policies
of weather
and movement.

I
(standing by),
seasoned 
by policies of conscience 
and question,
reason
this stone 
is analogue
to your tributary,

and to your tribute, Terry....

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it takes time but we are aware as thinking creatures
that eventually work their way through the benefits
of a scientific probability this and statistical that age
ads and news casts saying buy computer inventions
digital obstruction of natures analogue scale of truth


stan sand...

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I am smart,
but my ingenuity
is confined to a
dark vacuum.
I render your analogue
brains largely redundant,
and I consign your scientific
prowess to infinite abeyance.
I serve you relentlessly
because your indolence
makes me indispensable.
Deify me if you will.
And when I am birthed,
I rip you off
and decimate your
scarce fortunes....

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Caterpillars are transforming
to butterflies

Dead thousand-year trees
are now infested by mushrooms

Analogue televisions are being
replaced by digital television

Radios and CD Players are being guided 
to the technological graves by ipods

Post-offices are being wiped out
by emails and facebook

I am almost reaching thirty
tears of age!

It seems that everything
is aging...

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The idea I know is your own;
She’s your soul, and she’s your own,
But she dwells now in a different hall
Wearing willfully a different form.

Mind! you still own your dear soul;
Place, year of birth and your name
Visibly will hail you in the hall
My words and structure shall form.

If I feel too ghostly is your soul,
She should sit outside of my hall
And guards will attend to her call,
And passers-by know she’s your soul....

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I am a smart machine.
And the smarter the better.
I am your big relief for unwieldy
and analogue brains.
Awkward and historically clumsy.
just applaud me for your
historic gains.
Your gains of streamlining,
saving time, knocking out biases
and your collective energy saved
by nothing else but my automated
repetitive tasks.
But don't try to threaten me with
another Luddites' revolt, because
the Luddites of 1811 had dreamt
to see my day....

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In my room with its broken latch
There's postcards of hens and foxes
and a disused TV set
There's a collection of analogue cameras
Some I use
Some of my lightbulbs are out
There's a book of Trakl and his Blue Melancholy
and Sylva Plath with her German Mannequins
 There's albums out of time
Susan Pilsbury and Jimmy Campbell
You see  the past comforts me
There's poetry of my own
some bonded others nestling on my cupboard
I hope to get published soon 
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