Short Surveillance Poems
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Senryu
Witness a star die
A sparkle across night sky
A shroud of nebulous
Thought
Surveillance society
The obedient has nothing to fear
….For now.
he was an imperfect man
a sunrise through distant clouds
the insufficient warmth
of love’s lonely surveillance
a cool breeze rustling
through memories
John G. Lawless
©11/16/2018
Surveillance cameras do not bug me
Facebook controls but I get it for free
Google knows my best hits
But what gets on my ****
The chip in my brain out of warranty
30th July 2019
Bill And Monica - Limerick
There once was a girl called Monica
Bill played her like a harmonica
Placed cigars in her rear
News said that was *****
Both caught on surveillance electronica
The era of mass surveillance
Is upon us
1984 prophecies fulfilled
But so many more big brothers
Watching us everywhere
The eyes in the sky monitor us
24/7 no one can escape the police state.
Agents against 'Woke'
ban, monitor
revise, exclude
like
'Natives' intruded
like
ships didn't deliver slaves
like
Anne Frank didn’t journal
like
separate was equal
like
history was meant to be revised
like
they want to see it.
Arid, unforgiving sift of desert,
silicone electrode fissures
geo-bones DNA of sand_shift
Worm rises up to suck the essence dry
Surveillance, Shadow banning, Civil-,-War,
Ministry of Truth, Gestapo
The trap of
self-surveillance
Our phones
and I-pads hide
They watch our
every movement
And hear
what we most prize
They pander
with their programs
Seducing
with their apps
Recording
undermining
Our futures
— to remap
(Dreamsleep: March, 2026)
In my house there are many windows
I await the shimmering light
to warm my poems
but I am stuck for inspiration
I await for nature
just some simple lea
with truncated river
dithering away listlessly
under azure sky
or a poem about a
sun baked hippopotamus
under surveillance
of a tourist truck
We fear the government spies in the dead of night,
So we buy a wiretap to adjust the light.
We panic over microchips implanted in the skin,
While carrying a tracker where the scrolling begins.
There is no need for a fly on the wall to watch the show,
When we livestream our breakfast so the advertisers know.
fiddler’s overture
falls on roof ~
Chagall’s surveillance
6/23/2018
Magicicada 13 - Mind and Body
Poet’s Note - A tree fell on my house thus the inspiration for this poem.
Marc Chagall - artist would paint ghostly figures flying in sky and his fiddler on the roof was the inspiration for the movie namesake.
Edward Snowden
When Edward Snowden* snowed in,
no one thought it a sin,
save the snooping sultans who froze.
When on the run or cubby-holed, for friends, he had only woes.
11 jul 13, Clerihew
* Eddy is a former NSA systems analyst who recently leaked details of U.S and British top secret mass surveillance programs.
Osiris watching from the sky
Satellite recon harvesting personal
data on you and I
Sending chills down the spine
In the name of national security
Big brother is listening on the line
Privacy eroded freedoms rights scorned
Electronic surveillance now the norm
Everywhere you go Big brother knows
Everything you do Big Brother is watching you
Secret Adversary
I view your effort
With a lot of piety:
You seem to bomb
A deserted city!
You need surveillance
You need espionage
To flash me out
Out of camouflage.
Yours is noise power
Mine; wise strategy
Will find out soon
Who meets tragedy!
***Title borrowed the renowned Investigative Writer: Agatha Christie
JM
23rd January 2014
The hands moved in Surveillance
Striking with close encounters
Hold the stiff banana love
In firm grips to kiss and peel:
Limbs squeeze in Execution
Pumping member draws nectar,
From within the two petals:
Stay clear for they are the x-rated.
'Xenos' the plundering Greek;
Naked without erotica
Dives into the wet sea:
Sex loves these scabbard walls.
Surveillance across the border
Can't stop this tricky misfit
Dyed in the wool habits
Propagate my quantum unzip
Features festering on a broken age
Creatures gesturing to allocate sage
Where grass grows plenty
Ill be unloading the Chesapeak
Shipliner still dazed
On animal plantation
We'll circle the globe
Figuring out what to do
And lay in jewel tombs
The way we're supposed to
Wrong Way
The surveillance tape showed us right from the start
The want-to-be thief wasn’t really that smart
Sure, he broke the lock when he tried to break in
And that is where all of our laughter begins
The video tape showed with all of his might
He pulled and he pulled but the door was stuck tight
So he ran away, as a thief he’s league-bush
As the sign on the door clearly said just to PUSH
RAIN-LIKE FLY BY DROPS
Here outside
Graveyard silence,
A large gliding bird
In sky surveillance:
Walk with me
And feel all of which
I shall likewise feel
As the bright sun
Is up and out,
The temp is down,
And the chill is here:-
Such strange weather.
Is the devil’s wife
Committing sin again…?!
Oh, hell no!
What’s falling
Ain’t no damn
Falling raindrops!
Whew, warm and stinky!
The world is noisy
Opinions and judgments
My truth is drowned inside me
The world is bossy
Conditions and commandments
My will is overlooked inside me
The world is cosy
Stages and ambience
My comfort is disregarded inside me
The world is nosey
Forms and surveillance
My profile is misrepresented inside me
The world doesn’t know me
Unheard but I keep up an appearance
Myself hidden inside me
We have no surveillance tapes
No ring doorbell to capture strangers or friends
Our house could be unlocked day, night and on weekends
Our dogs like the inside door open
So, they can look out the glass door on the outside
Our dog doors are open twenty-four seven
So, critters can get in if they need to
They do not stay long
Our dogs are the size of ponies
Which is also why we never have to lock our doors
I saw Bill Boniface
With a matching bony face
That could make one do a race
To disappear without trace!
Boniface womanizer:
Vocation, vulcanizer …
And women check profession!
Against future Recession;
Also, Facial Appearance
For Bed-Time Love Surveillance …
So, Boniface, where are we?
Whatever I say agree:
Faultless Plastic Surgery
To contain The Mockery …
And Goodbye to god Vulcan,
Because you know that you can!
It came as lightning
It came as lightning
thunder and fire it had not
but the terrible made surveillance
cows it saw grazing,
touched them and rejected
birds sat on trees singing,
looked at all and ignored
blades of nature sang sweet music to it
smiled at them and moved away
trees bend and whispered in its ears
heckled at them and pushed on
then it came to a brainy biped
there it sat amused
but not as a fool
Don't wear your heart
Outside your vest,
Said the ragman.
It is inevitable that surveillance
Will capture you
In your least expected moment,
When you cannot hold near
That which lives outside the cage.
Don't wear your heart
Like a token
Or like an icon.
Hearts are not meant
To be torn, then mended,
Like old silk.
Sometimes the guests
At the table
Are wrongly arranged;
A shuffle is needed
So that hearts can heal.
Know yourself
If not
People gonna
Write your story
Forgetting your history
But just for their glory.
They make you feel
Like you're nothing
Just to make you lazy
Feeling above you
Then act crazy
Making you the villain
Just put you on surveillance.
Steadily watching
Your moves and motives
So they can put you
On slow motion
Causing confusion
Leaving you in commotion
So you leave in stagnation without no destination.
It’s a shame, really
This feeling
It burns
The only way
That I can explain it
To the Non-Addict is
You want something
A specific something
To change your mood
But at the same time
You don’t
Yet you act on it anyway
Rehab
That
You didn’t teach me that this would be a lifelong sentence of surveillance
You just gave me a certificate
Slapped me on the back
And said
“30 days was enough”
Why is it so hard to climb just 12 steps?