The Net Poems - Poems about The Net

Writing on the Internet Before the internet Killed off The small press He often sent poetry around And was thrilled To see his work Printed on paper. A book to collect. Poetry/short stories Are not the same Published on a computer. The work disappears In the vast maze Never to be seen again. When he switches off The computer It is gone Like it never existed What is left Is a blank screen that...

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For My Sister and Brother Poets Mornings, again refreshed, I wield up a sledgehammer to strike the stone walls of the confinement of my assigned nativity...then seek to emigrate from those Purposes...to go settle, an immigrant, in the more fertile territory of Meanings, trusting a disclosure of my birthright as a citizen among the searching population at...

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You don't know me It's only a facade that you see We have never met before I may be someone you abhor I may have habits that you hate Not a woman you'd choose to mate These thoughts are very foreign to me I've lived in a different time you see When I was young, so long ago Boys and girls took time to...

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Have we become more knowledgeable,with the use of technology, Have we opened our minds,to learn more about our history,human psychology,or the findings from palaeontology, Have we used the knowledge to gain more wisdom,so we can better prepare for the future or find the source of our spirituality, Or have we be blinded like the others,social media hype,mix-ups,date sites,ect,...

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falling in love is good, but not if there is no one there to catch you 2-12-2020 Alexis Y....

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Computer catfish anglers Are out phising every second, day and night Trawling the world wide web with baited hook For innocent victims to catch Internet sites such as Facebook and Twitter Supply them with constant schools of fish How easily they reel in trusting people with their deception Can you be one hundred percent certain A person behind the computer screen is...

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The internet is a free world For all to explore To tweet and snapchat To tumblr and facebook. A place where we find all information Communicate with those far away No matter how a part they are With the internet It's easy as finding a pie recipe. We live in harmony With only a little discord Bu twe all live happy In our digital world. But Greed...

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When the net is down, we stare blankly at the wall We consider hanging out at the food court in the mall Obsessed is a word that is often used Nothing to do but go for a snooze Life without the net is absolutely no life at all © Jack Ellison 2015...

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Even when the blade was thrust The spirit inside was left untouched But the flesh was torn away The flesh was led astray But as the blades’ edge cut through Discerning what was lie And what was true The hidden darkness fled Before the light that bled And as the truth shone through The cloudy sky turned brightly blue Revealing yet another day Another path Another way And as...

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This is a message to these girls on the ‘net: You are just lucky I haven’t met you yet. I’m on to your games – I’m well aware; Let me warn you, I’m not easy to scare. (Go ahead and flirt with him) Type up your cutesy comments, All those desperate texts? I hope they’re sent. Call him a hundred times and...

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THE NET OF TIME Time allows no second starts No dress rehearsals or understudy parts I cannot escape the net of time Einstein found the net is curved - sublime; But still a net. Space travelers escape the...

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Juicy hamburger, on bun Covered with onion In basket of crispy fries. Slice of tomato, Slathered with mayo. Piping hot, Yummm! April 27,2011 Fast Food Epulaeryu Contest...

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Working, job search, cleaning, interviews and so much to do, When does one have time to claim leisure just for you, Then jealousy clicks in, why do others have so much time? Then the truth filters in that that their lives became sublime. They might have leisure time but their homes are in some mess, They do not go out...

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Tension you can cut with a knife. The crowd so divided. Players with limbs so lithe. Three long months since they last collided. Into the circle centre took a step. The whistle was blown. Next instant, the players after the ball leapt. So competitive. So in the zone. Brothers verses Sisters. Husbands verses wives. No Missus or Mister's. Just two teams. Two sides. Wing attack bowled...

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