Passions

Smile
They suddenly tell me
To choke down the scenery
That they brought me to seemingly
They want me…I am supposed to let all of
The stories go erased by distance so
They steal me away from
The uncertainties surrounding
This shadow following me ready
To snatch my soul
Taking soundly lack of sanity
To feel spontaneously free

First Move – Prompt Four

He sees her in the shadows despite his friends

She grabs her books when someone approaches her

She turns and butterflies create flutters in her stomach

He gazes upon her as she turns to face him

He mumbles a few words asking her to a movie

She nods her head despite not knowing what he says

She feels faint as he smiles brightly at her

He walks away, trying his hardest not to skip

He hears giggles, and his smile widens further

She realizes then that her dreams had come true

She had said yes to starting a relationship with him

He doesn’t care as he took the first step to be with her

II. City Morning

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I love waking up in the city.
Just as the sun rises
There is a stillness
As if the day is preparing
For the hurry-up,
The honking horns,
And the unending tide
Of people in motion,
Of which I will be one –
But first,
I need coffee…

Art: Chicago, 2016 by Virginia Galfo

Side effects of Social Media

Gone away are our face to face connections
Replaced by the fantasies and imaginings of fake friends and lurkers
The children no longer play
but sit inside watching fight videos,
taking pictures to see how many likes they will get
Self esteem fractured by mean and inappropriate comments
No need to bully you in person,
Bullying can now be done using a computer or a smart phone
People hiding behind fake pages, trolls
spitting out their racial hatred,
a cobra’s poison tainting all who read the comments.
Obesity, time wasted, lack of creativity
falsehoods and phonies
homework left undone
I gotta get that new game system
Gotta put on fronts for my fan-base
Inauthentic, fantastical lies,
fill up my newsfeed
Videos of people killed by police, no filter,
snap-shot conversations
pick up the phone to record, not to call for help
Record the video of my own death via facebook live
Violent videos all through my timeline
Destroying my psyche,
filling me with so much sadness…
but wait,
a cute cat video,
oh look, an owl kissing a child,
wow,
a video of unusual animal friendships,
hope is restored………………..
lol

artificial emotion (A.E.)

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function assessSentiment () {

var emotion = document.getElementById(“face”);

if(emotion.checked) {

$(“#smile”).addClass(“show”);

console.log(“just checking”);

}

if(emotion.checked != true) {

console.log(“nope”);

$(“#smile”).removeClass(“show”);

}

}

 

git status

git add .

git commit –am”who gives a”

git remote add origin https://github.com/imee12/poemAE/blob/master/index.js

git push -u origin master

 

https://github.com/imee12/poemAE/blob/master/index.js

Notification

Sign in with Facebook

What’s on your mind?

Tell the people of the internet

You have low storage space

Please take our survey

Like us and follow

Stay awhile

Swipe left or right

You have a new match

Traces of permanence

Ignore me

Then love me

Until I emerge from the past

Loving you

I don’t want this to end

The future is looming

I want you there

Don’t ask this of me

To share to be free

I repeat do not logout

This is not a test

Who Are We Anyway

In the old days it seemed clear.

A human is a human

A cat is a cat

Time is regular, straight, and linear.

 

It is all confused now.

A human is made up of many different species of bacteria.

A lichen is made up of 5 different species.

What seems like one is really a commune of many.

 

Replacement parts are available

and ever expanding to supplement living matter.

In the future, creation of stories

will revolve around Hal the computer,

the gods, and us, hubrogs.

The Chirping Bird

Its saddening the way he is now.

Only moments ago a flock swept him up in the air.

.

.

.

A moment in the sky made him forget of the ground below.

He was happy when the stars started tagging him along.

Retweeted him and mentioned him only to seep his diamond bling.

That is when he loses his melody.

So much so as a chirping bird, hitherto.

 

 

 

Blind Technology

Another new camera

Another closed eye

One more upgrade

Outdating the mind

 

We trade in technology

Giving up intelligence

Got to get the next one

Patience and wit become obsolete

 

Power on

Charge it up

All the while

Blinding ourselves

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