Precedent setting the stage for kerning and tracking piqued my interest
Precedent setting the stage for kerning and tracking piqued my interest
Just before logging off for the day,
and ready to boogie out of the joint
an email landed squarely in my inbox
cordially inviting me
into the management office
accompanied by the buzz of my cell phone:
(cue the sound of ominous music):
I unexpectedly got called
expecting to be handed
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Categories:
tracking, adventure, appreciation, business, fashion,
Form: Free verse
Try things
Life is a brief span; seize tight each passing moment,
For yesterday's pain should reflect in your sight,
To map out your routines after your heart's consent,
Thus, paving a way to banish your plight.
Don't question how others make things right,
Strive, don’t wait your strength is taking flight.
Years for thriving aren't lost, but we miss tracking their
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Categories:
tracking, blessing, confidence, creation, fate,
Form: Rhyme
REALISTIC
When you start getting it
All you've secretly strive for
Some with the help of few
Others all by yourself and God
When it starts manifesting
People Start tracking your medicine.
People wanna know your muse
Forgetting the story brings the glory
People want to be like and do you
But don't wanna walk in your shoes
Forgetting it goes from
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Categories:
tracking, africa, career, cheer up,
Form: Narrative
Tracking the Extraterrestrials Amongst Us
Tracking The Extraterrestrials Amongst Us
?
In shadows cast by stars above,
A nation's watchful gaze has found.
In covert ways, they seek to prove
The beings from beyond our kind.
Eyes keen, they trace celestial flight,
Through networks vast, their sights aligned.
Government's grip, both day and night,
Tracks beings wondrous and refined.
With satellites, they map the skies,
Piercing depths where secrets hide.
Codes decrypted,
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Categories:
tracking, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Tracking Your Sleep
You can track your sleep
With your watch’s app
So each toss and turn
Gets a little zap.
Still, though stats may prove
That you slept like crap,
You must know yourself,
Since your brain will map
All the signals sent
To your thinking cap,
Which will thus conclude -
Hey! You need a nap!
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Categories:
tracking, sleep,
Form: Rhyme
Stingray Tracking Device
Cell Site catcher is an invasive surveillance device.It can intercept the contents of mobile communications text messages,email and voice calls and decrypt some types of this mobile communication and some are suspected to be capable of delivering malicious spyware to personal devices.By making a copy of someone's SIM card hackers can see all their text
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Categories:
tracking, computer, internet, science, smart,
Form: Narrative
Tracking
We got here by reading different maps.
We shot bolts and sprang locks,
eventually we trapped the same sky.
Now we can say our names
without lips abusing flesh.
When I was not in love
I wrote falling snow poems,
now I track your melting footprints
with a heat-seeking heart.
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Categories:
tracking, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Tracking the Paths of Life
Without releasing feelings,
without removing the thorns
how to live the moments...?
appropriate your experience,
face
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Categories:
tracking, adventure, allegory, allusion, appreciation,
Form: Light Verse
Tracking Upwind
A hunter
not skinner
with quarry
so vast
Whose path
through the forest
is first
—never last
(Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: January, 2021)
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Categories:
tracking, eulogy,
Form: Rhyme
Tracking Time
When time past would freeze in winter of discontent
from eternity I’d borrow the spring of time present,
and bloom the flowers of time future in my meadow,
if there was no tomorrow.
Stanza taken from : If There Was No Tomorrow (Written : August 21, 2019)
January 30, 2020
Rhyme checked on RhymeZone.com
Contest : Arbitrium Divisa 7
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Categories:
tracking, time,
Form: Rhyme
Tracking the Past
Tracks stretch across
barren winter fields
yet their steel trace
like a snail's trail appears polished,
glinting in dying light,
stifling your breath,
towards a dark shed
doors creak
like a sprinter's graveled gasp.
However, birds don't sing
above the stretched tram lines,
you cannot speak
in jolting cattle wagons,
screeching their approach
fingers like frantic worms
drilling between their
wooden slats.
Then doors release
the cargo then funnels
into iron holding
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Categories:
tracking, war,
Form: Free verse
Mountain Tracking 'Make Their Jaw Drop'
Climbing the mountain cliff,
Banging crazily led to foot slip,
Gone like a mad toggling mind flips what a new outlook trip!!
Frozen mind stopped like a clip, Slipped only little down yepp!!!
Felled to a new edge, Waited for a moment thinking out of cage
Now stopped mind blood flowing like a leeward gaze.
Cutting the edge of
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Categories:
tracking, adventure, anxiety, butterfly, crazy,
Form: Rhyme
Tracking Life
Is there a purpose to this world,
Forged by a man and led by his soul,
Something pure to make us whole,
Guided by heart and reasons beyond?
Or is this all just a god's game,
In his garden are we cornered to play,
Too narrow minded to be self-aware
To the extent of finding our own way?
Years wondering we may spend
Hoping
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Categories:
tracking, destiny, devotion, faith, introspection,
Form: Romanticism
Tracking
To stay put
without a trace of hurt,
I have come back to you.
When, halfway, the perception falls
off, like landing of a dragonfly.
Tilting moon will tell you the
secret of the scar. Those tiny
irises come alive when tears
start melting in your eyes. A
tiger moth will ask why the pistil
was blind ?
I was waiting, crawling, among
the honeybees. To
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Categories:
tracking, art,
Form: ABC
Tracking Down
White lotus at red feet:
we will start self-infliction
explicating
with regrets.
After a rough night
the day was weeping.
From where the bread will
come, when you were playing
with a golden spoon.
This morning I again
dig a hole in heart.
Was the Mayan calender right ?
Why the sun is playing slow music ?
I am coming nearer
to a locked god.
Satish Verma
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Categories:
tracking, art,
Form: ABC
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