Unplugged Poems

Unplugged

Don't get me wrong
the Olympic men's 50m butterfly
was going along swimmingly strong
but I wonder why
or was it a blunder
when the metaphorical rug
was pulled out from under
by some infernal fool
who removed the plug
from the bottom of the pool
while down the water went
was it hell-bent or heaven-sent
as what was to be gained
when after it drained
puzzled spectators and

unplugged

her fingernails chip when she plays guitar
sacrificing beauty for something that sings—
a trade not everyone would consider,
not even once, not even a sliver of themselves

and somehow,
that tiny gesture,
that quiet unraveling at the edge of her hands
gives me reason to believe
there’s always someone softer, than i could imagine

I let go of someone
who held me like a

UNPLUGGED

I took a bunch of cliché’ I knew
Put them in a cliché’ stew
Claimed the work was fresh and new

Nearby a blue-lit screen was weeping
For human-ness was slowly creeping
Exposing secrets it was keeping

Thus, in attempt to ease its angst
Said “its not real, just childish pranks”
The screen went dark, I got no thanks

I tried to reboot, quite

Unplugged

I welcome the feeling
of leaving behind …
No Facebook, no Twitter
no Email to blind

Controlling the message
undigitized truth
My mind free of programs
my spirit induced

Where magic is whispered
no texting or bytes
Bespoken the voices
I hear in the night

My memory stays active
not stored in the Cloud
Rebooting what’s under
— enlightenment’s shroud

(The New Room: January, 2024) 

Unplugged Slug

An orange Tesla that was bought by Scott
Ran out of go juice right there on the spot
Then was quickly passed
By a Pacer, gassed
And AMC car shaped like a kumquat

An Unplugged Medicinal Walk

taking a walk alone
at home i leave my phone
my purpose will not be defeated
my opinion in many minds have been deleted

so many things here for years i have missed
taking a walk alone and unplugged is what i insist
this is just my new journey in life
it is as rare as the thought of me with a

Unplugged From the World

The news was all bad
  It was making me mad
A waste of time reading
  I'd rather be glad

So I stopped for a week
  Stopped on a dime
Unplugged from the world
  And had a great time

I sneaked a peek today
  Everything the same
Except for my mood ~ 
  I'm happy

Divine Jubilant Providence Unplugged

Inexplicable blessing luckily
avoiding potentially grim fate
finds yours truly coming to grips,
how afterlife did not accommodate

the missus, and/or myself unwittingly
loved ones would never acclimate
reality of our permanent absence,
thus existence all the more I appreciate
and attempt poetically articulate.

Herewith the scenario that defies
conventional atheistic wisdom
finding me unable to square
involving 2009 Hyundai Sonata automobile

driven by spouse or her scribe,

Unplugged Answering Machine

I have updated my phones, all the latest gadgets, that is me
So this day I unplugged the old answering machine
No longer needed, a redundant old piece
Time for the old thing to be put to rest
It has served me well over the years
Keeping me in touch with friends and telemarketers alike
As I lifted my arm to

Unplugged 3

unplugged 3

If I could
rearrange the way I write
so each line, each rhyme
would synchronize your heart beats
with mine
you would probably feel
blood rushing through your vein
and it wouldn't really matter
if they call you insane

If I could
orchestrate words into a single world
it would synchronize your synapses with mine
You'd see what I do
it wouldn't really matter
if this world is

Unplugged 2

unplugged 2

form formed facilitating figurative
impressions, indicating illusory images
leaving lines lingering
lost loves looking lenient

mutually morphing mutated mild memories
yearning, yielding

still seeking superfluously some singular sensation
omitting old obsessions
until unanimously underlining 
lust, loathing lost linear liabilities

withheld woes weaving worries
indirectly interfering, instilling indifference
this tame, transparently treacherous tale
haphazardly hides hate

horrified? horizons helpfully hum
after all, animosity always achieves
tremendously torrential transcendence 
eliminating envisioned

Unplugged 1

unplugged 1

A thousand setting Suns
whispering dreams of flight
there was an angel nearby
"Can I have your wings?
I'd like to fly"
He said no
I grew my own
with feathers made out of regret and time

take a peek into my unplugged mind
there's a high chance you might just find
a blind crow pecking away from the peak
as I try to make

Diamond Dust Devil Unplugged

She blows in like a whirlwind

And glimmers like the sea

Her eyes shine like midnight stars

And cold as winter's breeze

She'll promise you the pleasures

That you have never known

You will shower her with gold and jewels

And she'll tease you till you groan

She will take from your friends

Convince you, they're not friends at all

Steal you from your wife

My Story Live and Unplugged

When I am 90 I will look back and vaguely remember the clothes I wore, the car I drove or the house I lived in. I will reminisce about the places I went, the things I did, and the people I met along the way. My greatest fear is growing old. Not for vanity reasons...I

Unplugged

Turn off that smartphone, unplug yourself
Before your battery stops powering itself
Only offer the brain native analog signal
Forgot about any screen or the next level

Listen to creatures talk, remember inside
All you wanted to do was just to be alive
Reaching higher stars in the nick of time
Every dream seemed one rollercoaster ride

Feeling a little higher inside your

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