#coding poems on Hello Poetry

Breeze-Mist Oct 2016

Coding

When was the last time I felt like this
This curious euphoria, this eagerly learning bliss?

Thinking about it, I've felt it before
The first time being when I was four

When I had tried my own little tests
An encyclopedia convinced me that science was the best

And then again when I was six
I saw a table in a PTA mist

And I became a Brownie Girl Scout
Because I liked badges and camps and helping others out

And when I reached the age of seven
I picked up a violin and found heaven

And in middle school in a Floridian vale
I felt that same rush when I learned how to sail

And in grade eight in the city of Detroit
I found my passion with my activist's voice

As an underclassman, my heart reached new highs
Hiking up to touch the Shenandoah skies

There's been so many choices that I've made
That exhilarated me and made me who I became

And feeling this now as I first try to code
I know I've found a new passion for my mind to download

I've been curious about coding for a while, so I tried a little today on this website called Code Academy. Trying it out, I got the same feeling as I did with these events in my past, and all of these are things I'm still passionate about *years* later. I wasn't sure about trying it, because I heard it was hard, but having this feeling now, and knowing that this is how I felt when I decided I wanted to be a scientist when I was four, I know that, regardless of how hellish it gets, I want to learn to code, even if I don't end up as an IT person.

#passion #learning #experience #technology #excitement #coding

YieShawn Scutt Mar 2016

I am America

I almost made it to the finish line
but somewhere along I took a wrong turn
segregation’s aftermath still lingering

self inflicted prejudice over one’s skin abstained
self antagonism over one’s curl pattern deeply rooted
self oppugnancy over one’s own race persistent

I know I’m not on the right course
yet blindly I continue
shackling the dependent to me
as i spiral down this cascade

too intimidated to speak out
too worried about social acceptance
too cowardly to admit it

taught that color coding is inferior
but favoritism to a specific color is acceptable

I see police brutality to a specific race
whereas other countries see
Americans killing other Americans

Republicans and Democrats both preach unity
Yet stand divided in one house
but I’m in constant denial
because I was raised as a hypocrite

I want change
but only half of me is willing to fish for that change

it wasn't always the way
minorities didn’t have a voice
so they fought for one

generations later they hoard that voice
locked in a shed
collecting dust

My people have the tools
therefore
don't be fooled
because it’s only a matter of time
before they put them to use
and mold a beautiful sculpture

#poetry #america #line #color #finish #prejudice #discrimination #iron #coding #racial

Hedonic Nihilist Jul 2015

how i want to be in love

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I don’t want a love like the fireworks–explosive, colorful, perhaps ideal for Instagram filters
instead a quiet love, for pictures for ourselves: unperfection is no flaw love
I don’t want love like the wind! Don’t run from me; we are more than the seasons
instead let us ditch the way the world can pull on us.
I don’t want a love with you if you love me at my worst
instead make me love you until I’m at my best
I want to go home to midnight talk
and you can bring those elusive
fireworks into my tummy.
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forget that i am
double-dipped;
i’m dying to meet you:
no-one in this world
has made me feel much of much of much

repeat words to me you love
even if it’s just the rolling of your tongue
that brings you pleasure’
i can move for you, for you, for you

i have not met you yet–but
when I do, pretend you never read my poems
because this cadence, it didn’t start for you.
I was in love before; in all the wrong ways and places

There are rivers where I left my
teenage innocence
The holidays of my youth are dwindling
please make my mouth curve up
for my last Christmas and birthday as a kid

Make me regret missing dinners with my family
to do drugs I start to need;
don’t meet me. I am better off
</undone>

#love #drugs #family #coding

Josh Oo-Wah Coyle Nov 2011

Ode to a College Website: A Haiku Written in Rhyme

cannot hand in code
stupid website will not load
this is getting old

#haiku #college #programming #computers #coding

Elliott Jan 2015

The Worst MMO RPG of All Time!

My life is different now.
Like it's a game that's been updated.
And I am the main character.
And I'm always low on stamina and health.
Countless restarts, as though I've messed up the level.
But time still goes on and the level changes.
The game is a mess with the only mission to beat being depression.
The NPC's are all non talk-able pixels.
There are random jump scares and flashes of horror and gore.
Hard problems and puzzles to beat, with out the right answer.
No matter how many times I hit save, my progress is still missing.
My story line is incomplete.
No explanation or the controls.
No main objective, rather than surviving.
There are no cheat codes or a guide to help me.
It's hopeless.
There is no quitting.
There is title screen or pausing.
There is no end.

#sad #gamer #tired #games #waiting #gaming #rpg #coding #npc

Puck Oct 2014

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<body>
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<meta name="shape:Face" content="#youare" />
<meta name="shape:Body" content="#youand" />

<a href="http://dontletanyone.com>"changethat"</a>

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</body>
</html>

for the people who understand coding...a bit...like me. haha.
i don't know, thought it was fun to do something different.

#love #self #html #coding

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