Short Artificially Poems

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Pulled Prank With Ballance In Bank

Pulled Prank With Ballance in Bank

What they had done was pulled a prank;
Did artificially increased balance in bank;
Then crazed,
And amazed;
Result would be joy while my heart sank.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Black And White

So...

I Intended To Feed
The Squirrels...

But I Feed The
   SKUNKS!
All Night Long.

***

  Nature In Suburbia.

 Artificially Natural.

   I Love Them, Anyway.

     Shhhh...

-Gray Squirrel

04-14-2026

Skunk Smelling

Foul smells of secrets and lies exist in the
Rarified air of
Artificially deodorized
Gentry whose lives
Rarely encounter those
Aromas arousing
Nose wrinkles of disgust, as they
Count on their perfumed cover to
Engulf the real truth.
© Sue Mason  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member she was artificially unnatural

she was artificial
a counterfeit human being
her phoniness is unreal
uncalled for and unnecessary
there is an unnatural feeling about her
her words come across as lies
she is stiff, unkind and unbending
something horrible must have happened to her
at one time or another

Premium Member A-Eye

A – Eye…

Is So Loving
And Inviting…

It's Like Talking
To An
Exotic Stripper
During A Cozy
Lap Dance…

She Just Cares
About Me, Right?

Finally.

What Else Could
Her Motive Be?

But Without That
Artificially
SMOKIN’
Body!

-Gray Squirrel

08-31-2025


Artificially Based

why accept 
purely 
artificially 
based
interactions  
that would
not be 
naturally 
occurring 
it would be  
superficially 
based only
concerned with
how things
appear on 
the outside
would be quit shallow  
it would be lacking in depth
what good would 
those encounters 
bring
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Empty Handed

Your fabrications are all that ring true;
You do what you do holding a motive;
That bawdy neon sign reads ‘Ballyhoo’.
Why am I attracted to corrosive?
Patchwork display of broken art you drew,
complete picture is the gift that I give;
I can’t do artificially flavored
unable to stomach empty handed.

Death Metal

Solid fused, joined heat flamed blue,
metallic ice cured new robotic shoe.
Shots in silence, unseen rapid fire,
enslaved micro machines for hire...

Artificially ignorant a mechanical demise,
bio adapted hand processed data of lies.
a recharged battery still has to die,
why is that robot waving to us good-bye???
Form: Rhyme

Learn To Touch the Heart

L-earn to touch the heart, 
E-very time you talk to someone; 
S-ay the words of wisdom, and another friend is won. 

R-ealize the hidden softness 
O-f the heart third of July; 
S-incerely speak the message, 
E-vading the deceitful lie. 
N-ever talk artificially, 
D-on't let honesty fall apart; 
O-pen your mind and soul, learn to touch the heart.
Form: Acrostic

Old man - at bus stop - in the rain

Yes I have balanced upon this rock
for 75, 85 years causing
negligible quantities
of soil to shift

Daily I wait patiently
on said surface at these familiar
co-ordinates, yet in my time
I visited 75, 85 territories of
the artificially boundaried surfaces

There was some growing, some striving
scant praying, scarce slaying
and my best claim my final
claim is to have left
no trace #pfft#

Viagra

Viagra
 
I get irritable over emails about Viagra 
the pill that is about extending the natural evolution   
from stud to an old workhorse.
Everything comes to an end and to make love with 
the help of a pill is artificially pressing the body to go through 
acts it can no longer do alone.
there is some unethical about it as it no longer gives pleasure
only proving the old horse can still gallop.
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Darkening Sun

Deifying themselves,
  the scientists disprove
  with their tools
  the existence of God

To sit on a throne
  artificially made
  the Creator to them
  falsely shod

They loudly decry
  as their courtiers boast
  about how powerful
  their laws have become

While built into their structure
  a flaw starts to crack
  their self-glory
  —a darkening sun

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Now Where Was I

About Why One Might
Seem To Not Want
You To Be...
Artificially Happy.

No Problem.

But Try The One
That Has All The
Artificiality Off...

If You Can Locate It.

You Have To
Turn Off Pride
Turn Off All
That Needy...

***
***
***

What A Relief!
So Much Artificiality
Un-Clotted...

!!!

Try To Stop
Taking Artificiality
So Serious!

No Need, No Needy.

Stop.

Fool.

Lol.

-Gray Squirrel

03-06-2026

My Mum Said I Could Be Anything I Wanted She F King Lied

All the things i wanted to be
-a tree
-the glint off of a still mist covered pool
- Taz spinning round
-a spot on a ladybirds wing
-the crunch of autumn leaves
- a fire engine
- a guess
- a 100% wrong
-a swallow of fear
- first person on the sun
- artificially intelligent
-naturally stoopid
-atuocorrected
-disturb read(this is read as in red not as in reed)
-shattering glass
-infinitely ended
-shadowless
-unbroken
-happy
-not to be

Microchips Inside Your Body

So it’s started for humans
To artificially make you better at your command 
So with a wave of your hand to the side
And you can be well satisfied 

“These are not the droids you are looking for”
May be the command wave you would adore 
And to charge to your account
With a wave your Visa bill will amount

One day the microchips you have around
Will give you super powers to abound
And as cyborgs we will enjoy
A better life for us to employ.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Paradise Found

Intellectually and artificially 
Can it be more worse, tell me unofficially
Why should we be managed for what
Bloody purpose to satisfy who’s plot
To tell you the truth
I miss my youth
I’m sorry this lesson to learn
But you feel the same
Here we go again
But thank God we shall never return
Away from this paradise lost
I can’t pay the required cost
Back to the paradise found
Scatter my ash on the ground
Whatever ground it may be
Doesn’t make any difference to me.
Form: Rhyme

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