Least Read Poems About Technology
#technology
The Ghost in the Poem
I can still feel it now roam
within the lines of each poem
the no longer visible hand
of the poet who can understand
How to take the human heart
offer it a brand-new start
a chance to forever endure
inside a poetry that is pure
For art is a human thing
a beauty no AI can bring
no matter how perfect the lines
no matter how rapid its designs
Since the soul only awakes
feeling all these line breaks
as the elegance of rhyme
defies the mortality of time
Speaking to the me...
within the lines of each poem
the no longer visible hand
of the poet who can understand
How to take the human heart
offer it a brand-new start
a chance to forever endure
inside a poetry that is pure
For art is a human thing
a beauty no AI can bring
no matter how perfect the lines
no matter how rapid its designs
Since the soul only awakes
feeling all these line breaks
as the elegance of rhyme
defies the mortality of time
Speaking to the me...
#art
#confessional
#technology
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Memory
Before the proliferation of devices
installed with memory,
which prompt the user to forget” ~ Joy Harjo
With all of these Gigs
I now have the luxury
to forget…
to delete regret
Go through my day
in a digital way
ones and zeros
never add up to nothing
I merely copy the files
facebook the smiles
on my lonely page
longing for all the likes
Knowing deep inside
the secrets I did hide
are safely backed up
high up in the cloud
But I still feel the...
installed with memory,
which prompt the user to forget” ~ Joy Harjo
With all of these Gigs
I now have the luxury
to forget…
to delete regret
Go through my day
in a digital way
ones and zeros
never add up to nothing
I merely copy the files
facebook the smiles
on my lonely page
longing for all the likes
Knowing deep inside
the secrets I did hide
are safely backed up
high up in the cloud
But I still feel the...
#loneliness
#technology
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Poet*tron
So, how does it make you feel
when we find out you’re not real
that the heartfelt ink you spilt
is not the ink you bled
a mere algorithm instead
while I feel doubly betrayed
by this artificial art you made
digitally crafted upon the page
such a true mockery of our age
this cynical synthetic rendition
about the precious human condition
duplicity in its inauthentic authenticity
when we find out you’re not real
that the heartfelt ink you spilt
is not the ink you bled
a mere algorithm instead
while I feel doubly betrayed
by this artificial art you made
digitally crafted upon the page
such a true mockery of our age
this cynical synthetic rendition
about the precious human condition
duplicity in its inauthentic authenticity
#technology
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
A Soulless Ink
How am I then to think
about poetry from a soulless ink
spilt so triumphant upon the page
as if penned from some other age
Beginning from the very start
pawning itself off as a true art
now recited before a crowd
feigning its feelings then out loud
Yet no matter the rendition
there is no real human condition
meant somehow to be shared
despite being flawlessly prepared
For the secrets of the heart
can never be dissected apart
be laid out upon the table
no matter how it may be able
Since only...
about poetry from a soulless ink
spilt so triumphant upon the page
as if penned from some other age
Beginning from the very start
pawning itself off as a true art
now recited before a crowd
feigning its feelings then out loud
Yet no matter the rendition
there is no real human condition
meant somehow to be shared
despite being flawlessly prepared
For the secrets of the heart
can never be dissected apart
be laid out upon the table
no matter how it may be able
Since only...
#confessional
#humankind
#technology
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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3 Comments
Beyond the Crowd
"A crowd... in its very concept is an untruth" ~ Kierkegaard
The noise is less loud
out here beyond the crowd
where I can only hear my breath
along with the soft whisper of Death
Though always within my reach
she withholds all that might teach
until I am truly ready
till my dipped quill is finally steady
For the meaning of all my days
is so often lost within the haze
of a millions little blue screens
with all of their most luring sheens
Collecting up all of these likes
so many...
The noise is less loud
out here beyond the crowd
where I can only hear my breath
along with the soft whisper of Death
Though always within my reach
she withholds all that might teach
until I am truly ready
till my dipped quill is finally steady
For the meaning of all my days
is so often lost within the haze
of a millions little blue screens
with all of their most luring sheens
Collecting up all of these likes
so many...
#technology
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
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5 Comments
6. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
my ears; jurassic lying dogs
crack an eye
at the slam door&shuts
with gutta-percha
abandoned housevines.
serum-anaesthetic so numb-
far from toilet.
bagful-godless plastic fluidclear
balloon stringing me along,
hear for me, my gadgets, my souls floating.
ersatz-doktor, labellapel I can’t
read-with-the-focus-upon-what-doesn’t-
I gear like your timepiece.
flat back & a tucked sweat-buckets
head wrap, time-bandage bondage aesthetic,
glass darkly revels when I sideblink
after a venerable dreamless...
crack an eye
at the slam door&shuts
with gutta-percha
abandoned housevines.
serum-anaesthetic so numb-
far from toilet.
bagful-godless plastic fluidclear
balloon stringing me along,
hear for me, my gadgets, my souls floating.
ersatz-doktor, labellapel I can’t
read-with-the-focus-upon-what-doesn’t-
I gear like your timepiece.
flat back & a tucked sweat-buckets
head wrap, time-bandage bondage aesthetic,
glass darkly revels when I sideblink
after a venerable dreamless...
#technology
#politics
#sacrifice #disability
#sacrifice #disability
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5 Comments
Paradoxical
Paradox makes such great poetry
i just read that somewhere ...
now daring to even care
what it all means
in these most prosaic days
in this technological haze
when quill and parchment
now belong
to ever bygone times
so steep in sweet rhymes
As i look on the beach
still so out of reach
to the trudging throngs
each believing he belongs
yet head ever downward
bowing before his own phone
i just read that somewhere ...
now daring to even care
what it all means
in these most prosaic days
in this technological haze
when quill and parchment
now belong
to ever bygone times
so steep in sweet rhymes
As i look on the beach
still so out of reach
to the trudging throngs
each believing he belongs
yet head ever downward
bowing before his own phone
#loneliness
#technology
#PopCulture
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Natural Stupidity (ChatGPT*)
Funny to some it seems like art
crushing a mechanical heart
in the hope to feel its bleed
*ChatGPT is an AI platform that can write "poetry"
crushing a mechanical heart
in the hope to feel its bleed
*ChatGPT is an AI platform that can write "poetry"
#art
#PowerOfWords
#technology
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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i'm a plant
as much as they jostle and elbow
to synthesize, they seed to survive
their own longevity and call out
to STEM the little ones
in an involuntary chain against
loneliness.
saplings, saplings- rise above
the sword ferns, they won’t hurt you.
clown fish, your mutual need
if only there is a job position
to monetize the sitting of a watched
growth. my friends are behind the trunks
that are moved of possessions,
baggage filled with mini-idols
and porcelain...
to synthesize, they seed to survive
their own longevity and call out
to STEM the little ones
in an involuntary chain against
loneliness.
saplings, saplings- rise above
the sword ferns, they won’t hurt you.
clown fish, your mutual need
if only there is a job position
to monetize the sitting of a watched
growth. my friends are behind the trunks
that are moved of possessions,
baggage filled with mini-idols
and porcelain...
#anxiety
#technology
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
#disability
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inner dialogue
sometimes
when i sit beneath that autumnal sun
when it’s photons strike my skin with their speed
so cosmologically significant and so entropic yet calculated
i think about
the fact that we exist is a chance never before seen
like tetratial growth every step we take,
a factorial of every action we think of making
that the trees, unmoving are as complex a thing as anything ever could be
the elementary particles that make it all up are ineffable in nature to us
in scale, in number
and that yet it is beautiful that we try ...
when i sit beneath that autumnal sun
when it’s photons strike my skin with their speed
so cosmologically significant and so entropic yet calculated
i think about
the fact that we exist is a chance never before seen
like tetratial growth every step we take,
a factorial of every action we think of making
that the trees, unmoving are as complex a thing as anything ever could be
the elementary particles that make it all up are ineffable in nature to us
in scale, in number
and that yet it is beautiful that we try ...
#nature
#technology
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A New Tune for Tomorrow
In the land where the desert meets destiny’s skies,
Whispers rise from the sands where the future lies,
A vision of minds and machines entwined,
Humanity dances on the edge of the digital mind.
Where brain-computer interfaces map the thoughts untold,
Circuits woven into flesh, futures bold.
The merging of man with the pulse of machines,
In the crucible of the desert, where the new world preens.
Across the earth, under the stars we’ve known,
Potential soars on winds that have grown,
Yet, in this march toward the dawn's bright light,...
Whispers rise from the sands where the future lies,
A vision of minds and machines entwined,
Humanity dances on the edge of the digital mind.
Where brain-computer interfaces map the thoughts untold,
Circuits woven into flesh, futures bold.
The merging of man with the pulse of machines,
In the crucible of the desert, where the new world preens.
Across the earth, under the stars we’ve known,
Potential soars on winds that have grown,
Yet, in this march toward the dawn's bright light,...
#humankind
#science
#technology
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A Tale of two Bourbons
Bourbon has me floating
with zero gravity.
A main course of hazardous,
that doesn’t have to be.
This mad vulture plucking
meat by facsimile.
Fattened by the plagues
that he digests digitally.
Cumming zeros and ones on the
breasts of technology.
While plunging balls deep into
the death of humanity.
A whole life lived that can die
with the pull of a plug.
All the while reality tossed
under the rug.
At least the alcohol I’m
drinking is real.
Outside the grasp of
an electronic...
with zero gravity.
A main course of hazardous,
that doesn’t have to be.
This mad vulture plucking
meat by facsimile.
Fattened by the plagues
that he digests digitally.
Cumming zeros and ones on the
breasts of technology.
While plunging balls deep into
the death of humanity.
A whole life lived that can die
with the pull of a plug.
All the while reality tossed
under the rug.
At least the alcohol I’m
drinking is real.
Outside the grasp of
an electronic...
#dreams
#technology
#alcohol
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4 Comments
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