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ConnectHook Apr 2017
Thugs and tyrants tempting fate?
Fallen kingdoms threatening war?
Hordes of immigrants at the gate?
Hang this placard on your door:
good intentions cannot fail;
liberal smugness must prevail !

Children ***** while cities burn?
Tortured corpses, sudden blasts?
Armies surge, regroup, return…
your gentle snowflake counsel lasts.
Smug and godless never falters;
smug will save your sons and daughters.

Hilarious, this global village.
Flags of doom unfurled on high…
throats are slit as death-squads pillage;
****** madness stains the sky.
What matters most: you’re open-minded
(smug beholds the world unblinded).

Christian faith?  You blow a fuse,
babbling to your New York Times;
crusades with jihads you confuse
apologizing for their crimes.
Hashtag snark will save our day
smug, enlightened, global, gay…
NaPoWriMo #5

Haiku is a crone
dressed in ragged kimono
bolting down her rice
D Mar 2017
watch out because the wall flower sees all
deflowered, standing tall
at attention, eyes peeled
but hidden underneath a veil
of nothing, only an invisible wall
promoting myself on twitter, I wonder how far that will get me
The Trumpoet Feb 2017
A tweet sent out at three A.M.
Another misspelled rant,
with sketchy claims so full of blame,
your trumpists, you enchant.

So little thought before you type,
no need to check or vet
your message with the experts
or with your own cabinet.

You cannot stop nor help yourself,
because you are no quitter.
Like some half-wit, having a fit.
The greatest twit on Twitter.
You can also see this and my other Trump poems at: www.trumpoet.com
Link to video of this poem: https://youtu.be/No_4p_l_8-g
Written January 17, 2016
thegirlwhowrites Feb 2017
Please don't log in here.
Our walls are our heart's war zones.
No casualties, please.
Laura Enright Feb 2017
Once I read online
that poetry is becoming more popular
to tweet
even if you must write
in txt spk
this stanza shows you 140 characters

(it doesn't get you very far)
the internet is bad, boys & girls
always giving you something to compare yourself to
or something you wish you had
or someone you wish you had back

but what seems to drive people craziest is
messenger
Seen 12.23pm
k...
idc

my friend said once that one of the toughest things
about her breakup was
having to log out of her ex-boyfriend's
Netflix account

lucky her.
thanks for sharing.

sometimes Google writes poems for me
if I type in the first few words

I wonder if
we smile in our coffins

I wonder if
anyone misses me

I wonder if
I'm wasting my time
A satirical poem based on a prompt from class, to write a 'post-internet poem' which would certainly not be my usual style. Criticism welcome.
IrieSide Jan 2017
a kiss blended in warm linen
of delicate Texas breeze
and star-skied lemonade
your eyes,
in them reside
eternal beauty

I'd take you to the moon
just to   show you the world.
Under the night sky. Inspired to the sound of "I want You" by Bob Dylan.
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