Short Reboot Poems
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ninety nine percent is effectively zero
for unless the download is complete
we will obviously need to reboot
16-May-2023
fierce thrust of lust in form of dust
it shouldn’t be and yet it is
we get to the root and reboot
choosing instead unending bliss
the faintest stirrings that arise
go backwards till their very root
what desires manifest heart’s sighs
examine, exhume and reboot
If I were to ever suffer of a deep amnesia,
In your presence I would remember, with my synesthesia,
All our memories flashing back: "Memory Reboot" in my mind.
2025 will be over soon
Soon will come 2026, a New Year,
Time to reboot the system.
~Contest: #1433 Any Short Form 2025
~Sponsor: Brian Strand.
I pamper myself so rarely.
This feels like luxury and spiritually fulfilling.
Recharged to face the world.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2026
CRAPSHOOT
High school graduate
Roll the dice
Hope for seven
Maybe eleven
Take a risk
Time for change
Need some luck
Borrow a buck
No snake eyes
Hope for good
This is reboot
College crapshoot
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
The Self has no attribute
yet continues to reboot,
pure, vibrant and untainted,
light by which life is painted.
Existing beyond space-time,
at peace with no peaks to climb,
bliss replete, it is complete,
as light that does not deplete.
joy and gratitude
oozes here now aglow
vibrant within the flow of life
bliss elixir imbibed in stillness slow
subtle nuanced divine revelations
deep within our core bear fruit
there is no doing we do
except to reboot
My mind often stores images of daily events good and not so good for prolong periods of illusions ( Time) past, present. Noe I reboot my hard drive of anything underserving of interference of my data, cpu’s, peace constantly being restored in my mind.
... those who “no”, don’t speak…
... those who don’t “no”... can do anything…
A mechanism persistent
Expose machinations consistent
With hidden truths…
Bits of Data Access the CRUD
Breaking it down into fluid roots
Morphotic frame.works to reboot...
Form:
Back slash, back slash, speed of light
Still my printer will not write.
Unplug, reboot, check the wires,
Now I need those tiny pliers.
Twist, turn, smash the keys,
Make it work, dear God please!
If-then, control alt delete,
Where oh where is the receipt?
Let us reboot, tremors subtle
Of foreign origin
Give each dark fear a rebuttal
Let our heart be virgin
Vibrant is love’s presence
Blissful is soul essence
Innate luminescence
Thoughts in pursuit
Let us reboot
21-April-2022
Quietus
Feral instinct, fear and control
Seeking domination
One-upmanship, the only goal
From God, separation
Stuporous mind in fog
Tail now wagging the dog
Think! Pause! Reboot, re-log
From soul de-linked
Feral instinct
21-August-2021
Quietus
Like a hard drive out of memory,
Alzheimer’s attacks
The downloads that you stored before,
still there and looking back
All recent entries in the trash,
a reboot not the fix
The present distant—past so close,
and future nondescript
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)
Here in the flesh
There in a flash.
Day activities
Night festivities
Routine for most
Rarely a pause.
Forget to breathe
Stressed to achieve.
Doctors are booked
Robots to reboot.
Play hunger games
Dying in vain.
Wanting so much
But denying the sun.
By CarolineCecile © 05.25.12
It seems your face
is timeless
deep
in my mind. From
the first time I saw you,
the image
of your face
stuck
in my mind 'til now.
I cannot
delete
or reboot my my mind
to erase
memories
of your face. If my
mind was
a computer,
and you a software,
no virus would
infect you!
Date: 09/03/2015
she speaks.
breaks.
waits in silence,
for an ending,
or new beginning.
the wait,
and time,
eludes the mind
forever
like the sierpinski
triangle.
she knows she doesn't.
memory is at full capacity.
empty.
reboot.
love awaits
in idealism
measured by hearts
and minds.
two sparks fly,
but does it matter?
From where I stand
leaning
which way up
patches of blue
or jewelled black vertigo
bring me back to earth
and heaven is still here
Untrustworthy planks of mentality wobble
loose chemical nails
and windows rattle
in the human eddies
Time to back up
clean the head
reboot
save the screen
recalibrate
sleep
2.04
The substratum of all objects manifest,
is what else but the divine Self absolute?
If we but put stuporous thought forms to rest,
in bliss enlivened silence we then reboot,
acting then no longer at ego’s behest,
eyes for God alone, our will is resolute.
Look not at form but at light of Self within.
God in heart calls us, so we plunge in therein.
Reboot
Floppy disk
Magnetic storage medium
A new chapter
Be open minded
Impossible dreams
Move on from your old ways
Reboot
A new harvest
Quenching thirst
New horizons
Recharge
Restore
New beginnings
New ways
Many blessings
A new season
Unexpected change
Planet seeds take root
Reboot
Start believing
The nets are breaking
Written: January 6th, 2025, for contest sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
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Mary Shelley stitched storms into her stories,
then wondered why her creatures had worries!
If she lived now, she’d reboot her monster—
and give it Wi-Fi to haunt her.
**Mary Shelley—a novelist, best known for her Gothic novel Frankenstein.
You set me up for failure
Than ask me why I didn't do anything right
You said you'd love me forever
Even though you left right in my sight
You were my person
My strong suit
You were just a heavy burden
My life just ended up being a reboot
A reboot without your love
A reboot with another guy
Someone who shows me real love
When all you have left is to say good by
The denomiating the factor, the colnel without the sanders, the heater that you can handle,
the rookie but still establihed. Can you remote the channel to insight pursuit the crown on you. Came on through like a singing group so dirty leave a stain on you. Jump no hoops to handle you like ludacris will act a fool. Reboot this boo I'm shining through. So turn the mic up pour us two.
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