Short Word Processor Poems

Computer
                                  Mouse CPU
                   Beeping  Correcting  Typing  Learning
                  Technology  Hardware  Software  Input
                                  Computer...

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C and V are gone forever
Punched too hard
Copy and Paste

Space bar holding court
Wanting a rally to protest 
The heaviness of my fingers.

I slap them happily
Typing 85 words a minute
Unconcerned about their silly protest....

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Bright black uniform letters
Popping onto the stark white page
Loud smacking satisfactory pops
Pop T
Pop Y
Pop P
Pop E
Royal
Smith-Corona 
Olympia
Brother
Typewriter magic of the 60’s. 
Predecessor of the Word Processor and the Computer....

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I am a word processor the child said.
I am a wordsmith.
I am a word dealer.
I am a word player.

I smiled at the child.
She continued.
I am a word hero.
I am a word expert.

I was so amazed by her six-year-old sassy confidence
That I had no words....

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Mrs. A Writer sat at her word processor for four or five solid hours

After two o’clock her neck was a mess and her writing a state of confusion

Wide neck exercises and coffee didn’t help, so she took a nice hot shower

Her best friend Carol looked at it the next day and pronounced she had a contusion....

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The Internet Age


Great, snow-flocked pines, of unimagined beauty
soar over the vagaries of on-line banking

There, among the towering clouds, and
I-pad intentions, a stillness persists,
unchanged for millennia

Alone, in my designs, carefully crafted in words
and images, I invoke meaning from faraway times,

Content to back-them-up in my word processor-   




Inspired by the poetry of Timothy Donnelly
12/06/10
© All Rights Reserved...

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All my friends are poets
and I'm glad that this is true.
I would probably give it up
if not for comments from you.

When I feel it's not worth posting
your comments say I'm wrong.
If it wasn't for your encouragement
I wouldn't last too long.

So this poem is written for all of you
and you know who you are.
I'd never find such loyal friends
if I traveled to a star.

Hey. Star travel. Can't you see it?
Load up the word processor, Ma.

Thanks to all of you...Lary...

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I like the challenge of a new write contest
The crisp white page inspires me
Whether flat on a desk or up on a word processor
the possibilities are fathomless
In seconds my muse is typing away
With no help or direction from me
I am amazed at what she can do without any conscious help from me
The second I think this, she stops typing and stares at me.
My mind starts trying to think.
I am angry with myself now for slowing her down.
She was doing so well without my awareness....

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