Static Poems - Poems about Static

Little does my mind rest Wailing and scraping at the walls of my brain The feeling of being lost forefront Guiding lights leading me astray To find the end an impossible outcome Yet lying down to die not even a choice Trying to break the patterns I’ve set Failing to change who I am Maybe I don’t need to change Just find a...

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1. My head is a transom Light pours in but cannot escape There is no window into me worth peering 2. I hold dear to things A grip so viced it defies metaphor And my clutch does not know the difference Between love and rage and I don't Bother to correct it 3. I am no one I am nothing and yet far too...

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Into the edge of adrift time shrinks as the glowing spectrum pans and shifts i want to feel friendly with the screen again i want to feel the fuzzy static embrace me like arms made of out dozens of freshly hatched chickadees warm around my chest like jet addled water outside the leaves flutter like channels in the airways its getting dark earlier in the day i want...

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I was caught in a rumbling ricochet I was stuck In a stranger’s war I was dust In an old gold pocketwatch But that won’t be me anymore And I was tack To an old, worn sailor Watch me tumbling Far overboard I could never be one to be favored But that won’t be me anymore How can you look at her like that? The way she...

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Erratic Static in Attic Horn Haiku being erratic seemed to be so much static which was in the attic ...

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My bones are made of static As are my nerves The sky is made of static As are the birds The sky is made of static The stars are static too The world is made of static And then there is you...

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Just the same song, over and over. So that the music is just sounds, and people who are part of those sounds, And soon, I am part of the cycle of sounds. When the song would stop, I would hear all the static again. Static in my ears that will get too strong if it continues… And static can continue forever,...

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When we were little My identical twin and I had a contest Trying to see how many times we could make sparks As we brushed our hair in the dark. It stood up straight A bonus!...

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She’s not yet a teen but bigger than a bean and sweeter than Skittles can be. She dances around like a princess unbound and means the world to me. She’s a little erratic and sometimes gives static to her mother and father, I know, but when in my sight, an effervescent delight and pure as a soft winter snow....

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Floating on top of a rushing rapids Not falling in, been taking antacids Brain full of fog with my eyes underground Surfing on static while laying around A TV screen hisses with black and white streaks Most int'resting thing that I've seen in weeks Can't even put headphones into my ears Sound has gummed up all the cogs and the gears Ceiling fan...

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The car radio drizzles out some slow music. The reception's not great around here, too many high rise and deep lows. Luckily I know this tune so I fill in some dead air. Back home I found the song on YouTube. Turns out I got the lyrics wrong and the band's name. Words tend to drop down a list of forgotten things that's getting longer every...

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Ever since we can remember the static white noise in our head's. A voice one for each, Most some here I know now, have more than one or so I think. Conflicts arise, conflicts abate who am I to judge or to take, To make you take pills to lesson the pain, I can't see your face. High in the...

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M en are from Mars Women are from Venus A liens not speaking common language R adio frequencies needing to be adjusted S coring highest when both dials land on Love AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2021 Posted on May 10, 2021...

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STATIC STATE Now I lie down to slip in sleep. Forgotten love only to peep. I can’t remember that moment, ...

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radio talk shows heads bobble, wobble and weave ~ dogmatic static...

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