#NoPoo Book 1 An ode to Gabriel
Social Media, Cyber Bullying, The Internet
Numerous mentalities ruled by the doctrine of the Internet
Is this principle considered a sure and safe bet
Social Media, Cyber Bullying, both portrayed on the Internet, combine all three makes an unrighteous social threat
For some, a means to communicate, yet, have never met
A thousand Likes for videos or going live fights
Posts of a cheating husband or wife
Hanging one’s self captured images, and then posted in broad daylight
Social groups to engage the festered rage
Everyone asking of you to Like their page
Incidents, Occurrences, life glimpsed through a portal of transferring wires
Sign up for Social Media, immediate sight accessed once required
Shares, Likes, Comments
It doesn’t matter to what or whose event
Nakedness of life caught on screen
More potent than wishful thinking or a wet daydream
Full exposure for all so it may seem
Transmitting megabits daily worldwide
A quiet usage of a never ending highway of information, conceived at the fingertips in no time
Technology most required and accepted hardware tool
Keystrokes, touch screen, a voice command for the wise, the meek, and the fool
Are we better off than we were before
When receptive intentions in the past, humanly knocked on our doors
Conversations spoken face to face, enjoyed in good-hearted grace
Now, it’s about a screen chase
No emotions or Likes for anyone who takes a righteous stance
Vocabulary weakening the mind in an eye to monitor trance
No body-to-body dances
It’s all about keystrokes of non-physical romances
Visible screen shots, Skyping, Instagram
Who you see in front of you is who I am
Without merit, hell, I could be talking to a woman or a man
Incognito words typed in the dark
A spoken voice never to remark
Angry typing conversations going back and forth
Desire, Lust, displayed and then sent to import
In the past, flowers or a box of chocolates was given as a last resort
In the age of technology worldwide supported, behind its bitter use
Reducing the masses of minds, with lies, wagging tongues set loose
One send to all, your life is now on the line
Blinding wrath behind the whys
Fragile Emotions
Not an ounce founded of true devotion
A bully’s followers helping to maliciously spread
Laugher, jeering behind backs, ridiculed from what everyone has now read
Now blackballed Social Media shunned
A ticking time bomb, a Facebook loaded gun
The weak minds now hung
Lies, betrayal, pictures, could no longer go on
Likes, Comments, and then without a shred of decency, Shared
Parents’ rite has not even grieved the absence of a child she one bared
Times of today are so cruel, unjust, and gregariously unkind
The Internet, a mental tease to enthrall the mind
Give power to the wicked, the thoughtless, and the emotional blind
Social Media has no tears to shed from its eyes
It does not care about the posts or the whys
Millions of users, so many lies
This is the three nuisances that have bothered me the most
As the writer and the narrative host
This is a Nurse’s wish list roast
Think about the words as you write
Never send anyone to their death, or stewing in anger when posting, it’s just not right
Guide your mind to that divine powers that be, lock that spiritually essence inside that sets you free
Remember this triple threat discussed can be used at times improperly
The Internet is so big, so powerful and pointless that for some people it is a complete substitute for life.
Andrew Brown
NoPoo #120 (04-10-21)
Anonymous
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11.4.2021
11.39pm
#NoPoo
soughing wind through leaves
melodies of life through nature
and I sing joyous
with hope of salvation
through revelations
...hoping you'd meet me there
in swirls of colours
holding out your hands
arms open wide
166
11.39pm
#NoPoo
soughing wind through leaves
melodies of life through nature
and I sing joyous
with hope of salvation
through revelations
...hoping you'd meet me there
in swirls of colours
holding out your hands
arms open wide
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Vernal
he uses it in a sentence
like people use
that word outside of poetry
or articles about the life of trees
and I listen for more words
he might casually use
that I will need to investigate
to understand where his mind goes
when he speaks to me
or of
words like
cupidity
strabilious
megillah
NoPoo#3
I think
he uses it in a sentence
like people use
that word outside of poetry
or articles about the life of trees
and I listen for more words
he might casually use
that I will need to investigate
to understand where his mind goes
when he speaks to me
or of
words like
cupidity
strabilious
megillah
NoPoo#3
I think
11.4.2021
6.26am
#NoPoo
I used to
remember I was the centre
of your attention
know you would answer
no matter what
that you would emerge
from your submerged self
say hello
the mundane
igniting pheromones'
curtains fell, my love
no more hopes of rocking chairs
and purred lullaby
of an enchanted evening
did you know
the strays came to stay
sometimes
and the hungry were fed
when they seek
Or so I used to think
yes, I used to
but its awfully quiet now
sanctuary's imploded
into nothingness
167
6.26am
#NoPoo
I used to
remember I was the centre
of your attention
know you would answer
no matter what
that you would emerge
from your submerged self
say hello
the mundane
igniting pheromones'
curtains fell, my love
no more hopes of rocking chairs
and purred lullaby
of an enchanted evening
did you know
the strays came to stay
sometimes
and the hungry were fed
when they seek
Or so I used to think
yes, I used to
but its awfully quiet now
sanctuary's imploded
into nothingness
167
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I'm gonna have to face it....
a voice in the dark
I tried not to depend on
but I let myself care
(like the frog in warm water)
falling a little too far
driven by loneliness
not enough pinpoint caution
and pure wrought desire
idyllic, in theory
In practice?
mistakes are mistakes
some are minor; slight
and some are pivotal
in their ability to shape
a future forward
or stop it
in it's tracks
because needing things said
and finally hearing them
is more addictive
than any drug...
I became an addict.
and he was my drug of choice
#Nopoo (151)
a voice in the dark
I tried not to depend on
but I let myself care
(like the frog in warm water)
falling a little too far
driven by loneliness
not enough pinpoint caution
and pure wrought desire
idyllic, in theory
In practice?
mistakes are mistakes
some are minor; slight
and some are pivotal
in their ability to shape
a future forward
or stop it
in it's tracks
because needing things said
and finally hearing them
is more addictive
than any drug...
I became an addict.
and he was my drug of choice
#Nopoo (151)
Anonymous
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