Twitter Poems - Poems about Twitter

I don’t tell you what I think What drives me mad and to the brink: Annoying people, noise and trash And total strangers who are brash Gold-digger women, joke that’s bad And lack of money, latest fad The losing team, increase in tolls Plan for the country full of holes Inflation, markets, kids who’re rude My job is where I’m being screwed Potholes, education boards Retirement...

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Nerves atwitter like butterflies, they flit The stage, brilliant-lit band’s in the pit Lights finally dim glad I’m not him… ...

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Hush, my little film star, don’t you talk; Daddy’s gonna buy you some shares of stock. If those shares of stock go bust, Daddy’s gonna buy you a car you’ll lust. When that car won’t hold a charge, Daddy’ll get a diamond nice and large. Seems paying for a film star’s not the sin; Only when the film star brings it up...

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In today's era, where Instagram rules the scene, We hustle for the gram, to keep our life pristine. Showcasing the highs, concealing the low, Chasing the bag, as they say we must go. In this digital realm, we only reveal the grand, Painting pictures of a life that's oh-so-grand. The gram captures moments, each filtered and bright, Yet behind the scenes, the...

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A man-made lake, The surface shimmers like glitter in the sun, Idyllic surroundings boast of trees and grass, The water is clear, crystalized with perfect visibility. A near-perfect replica indistinguishable from a distance, Only when you draw closer can you see its imperfections. The water is shimmering but, with vanity and filter, The trees and grass are hiding violence, hate and the...

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Where is Twitter? Who is or what is X? I do not mean Super X? I want to tweet a rumor I was away for a few days I am back. Now, I feel dazed I am confused and mad Where is Twitter? I am amused and sad I lost my sense of humor And I hate to jitter Where is Twitter? I am calling Captain X Who’s...

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We sent robots and rovers to Mars! What if the little green critters out there returned the compliment and sent their hackers and AI gadgets to invade us marked 'X' open at your own peril! The musky Blue Bird has flown the coop scared off by alien Mr X....

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Twitter was abuzz all night at the breakdown of the right in the morning aught was left Who had played his cards so deft?...

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Sea fog / lost gulls cry Smoke screen / shore birds sing Closed minds / blind leads blind Fake news / cell phones ring (wujue) 05/06/2023 Let us Rock Five - wujue Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Suzette Richards...

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(The British Medical Council want to ban smoking in private cars, even when the driver is on his own.) suspended sentence for beating his wife just a sad fact of modern day life and then the dastard really went too far got six months for smoking in his car...

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I re: egret forsaking gull friend where, heron eye twitter Fictional account related courtesy one pink flamingo. Aves lusting for verboten tweet reed lubricious sin after giving Twiggy another peck on the cheek. Whenever this birdman alone with his thoughts (as they metaphorically worm their way to my nest of quintessentially straggly, and uncombed matted hair), I doth twitter tomb...

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There is a man known as Musk Very rich is how he grew up Twitter is his new toy A site I avoid Because real birds I prefer and love. He is wealthy but does that mean He has the best of everything? For common empathy and street wise Can miss him in the sky rise And we all fit the same size grave...

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Elon Musk has more money than brains So he plays with space rockets, not trains And now he can tweet That Trump can't be beat Since he traded his Sharpies for crayons...

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Twitter I write on Twitter and vent my views I never swear, never abuse I sometimes joke and use satire I am sometimes angry full of fire I need free speech as we all do But Twitter doesn’t like what I spew So they suspend me, take me off air Curb your language, yet I never swear I don’t support Russia in any shape...

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I mostly left my Twitter feed; I somehow did not feel a need To let the little parasite Suck joy away from me. Although I hung onto my phone, I found that I was far less prone To see its screen or hear its tone With so much else to see. The friends I added to my list Will never “like” such things as...

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