"multitask" poems
We friended on Facebook,
Scrolled down our profile pages.
Lived together in a virtual world.
Our images and websites we shared
With Instagram incisiveness.
Meet all my friends.
Block any you do not like.
All busy we are, doing nothing.
Like if you agree.
Laptops were not enough.
Users subscribed to Smartphones,
Iphones, and God knows what.
Google them if you wish.
And if you like my words
Retweet them.
But beware!
I now use words like lol,
And even ***
Hehe.
Sometimes I multitask,
Flicking TV channels
Like a Subbuteo striker –
Gone virtual by now I guess.
Flicking and flipping while I scroll
My laptop page.
I make new tabs
As I message many friends:
Emoticons exploding
All along the way.
I’m Tivo-boxing clever
All the time,
King of my domain.
So get your VDU lit up
And monitor my words.
Download my thoughts
Into your memory banks.
I hope this all computes.
Paul Butters
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
on account of you:
she says: do you know you often smile when, day dream dozing?
me says: on account of you
she says: c’mon sweet talking man, ain’t gonna fall for that hooey!
me says: hooey, phooey, on account of you
she says: nah, you writing poetry, no fooling me no more!
me says: on account of you
*she says: I bet you got one of your girl friends singing to you, through
those wireless earbuds, doncha? who is it this time? a Sara or Joni?*
me says: on account of you.
*she says: you think big shot, you can multitask b.s. me? doing three things
at the same time!*
me says: on account of you
*she says: on account of you, I’m seriously ****** you don’t tell me anymore
sweet lies and alibis, probably writing an ode to one of your poetry gf babes!*
me says: on account of you, can’t count no more, how many love poems in my lifetime written, and this one too, going out to you, charged to my tab, you babe,
are my account, my accountant, my accounting....
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 1:43 PM UTC
Oh great
Now I can multitask
Playing the piano and rethinking
All my stupid actions
Oh how great
Daydreaming even while playing piano
Simply marvellous
What a handy talent right?
Who doesn't want it
You get to practice
And set the background music
While you replay your nostalgic film
Of how dumb your words have been
How insensitive they were
How over the top you have been
A lovely talent
For a lovely mind
Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 3:39 AM UTC
Monochrome buildings pave the way,
It's another monotonous day at the office.
And so starts my favourite routine
The required daily dose of caffeine
Sickly sweet sugar supplements
Occasional visits to the gents
Where in the tranquility
I can ponder what I'd like to be...
...Living so high the clouds are the sea,
No responsibilities!
I don't have to dress,
The butler can take care of the mess.
Jacuzzis, cruises, friends who I choose,
Admiring reflections in gold plated loos',
But perhaps I digress...
...Back to reality I guess.
If time flies when you're having fun,
Then pressing keyboards all day long
Makes every second crawl a marathon!
But I can multitask a bit.
I can breath and walk and talk and sit
While simultaneously pressing a button
And at the same time doing next to nothing!
But even then I can scavenge my mind,
And if I'm lucky I will find
That little paradise of mine...
...And faster than the eye can see,
I am covered in girls in bikinis
Whilst crashing Lamborghinis
Into modern art reflections,
Of my many types of perfection.
And I'll roll out, unharmed and afar
There's a feast for my eyes like caviar...
And if you find that hard to believe,
My imagination comes for free!
So I understand your private confession
That I must have the perfect profession.
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 6:19 AM UTC
self love and affirmations
are so cringeworthy to me --
that's mean, i know.
the perfect depiction of
schaudenfraude.
but it's so needed.
sometimes this space feels too small
with no more balcony
you blow smoke directly in my face
stain our ceiling fan black
give me a contact high
while i try to multitask on five
things at once,
unsuccessfully,
ever more unsuccessfully.
i've lost all focus.
i just want a clean bed,
soft sheets,
a sink free from ***** dishes
and every manner of walking and
flying insect
-- this constant infestation.
i just want clean air,
to breathe,
bikes that don't break and
don't get stolen.
shoes that protect my feet
from the grime that slickly coats
the sidewalks of LA black.
shoes that are also pretty.
i don't have any of this.
money, money, money
i'm always crying over you.
i'm sick of your ****
but i'm forever bound to you.
and you treat me cruelly
taunt me with everything i can't have.
"joke's on you my friend,
you better guess again,
cause everybody's gotta pay their way"
"death is easy, life is hard"
Nov 7, 2016
Nov 7, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC
On my shoulder a heap of garment
In two hands two birded cage
In my mind time management
That I love to do with craze!
List of my works to do
Keep growing in a hellish way
Clipping nails polishing shoe
Time is too short for one day!
When to do them you may ask
If all loose ends I’ve to tie
So I take up multitask
There’s not even time to die!
At 8.30 her medicine
9 I must run the pump
I must keep my cheek trim clean
Traitor time not run but jump!
With one hand I push toothbrush
With one eye I keep check on milk
Alertness aids in the morning rush
Time’s too alert for you to bilk!
Stairs to climb windows to open
Pluck some flowers from back garden
Time autocrat hears no bargain
Slow down a bit get a big burden!
I’ve to make time to blow her a kiss
Will be away whole day she’ll miss
While I peck I hold a biscuit
For the dog at the door badly needs it!
I don’t ever think time kind to me
Give me respite a little time free
But chase it hard without relent
A multitasker bent on time management!
*In this thankless pursuit I can’t tell thee
If I manage time or time manages me
But one thing sure I make time on bed
For not just love but what cooks in head!*
Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 8:02 AM UTC
I've never been good at multitasking
so forgive me
If I search every part of you
but lose myself in the process
-h.w.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 7:27 PM UTC
Hey dearest Girl friend, you're more than meets the eye.
There's more to you than the world see and only you can feel
You are more than the current moment, may be stuck, but not for too long
You're fierce and engaging
A lioness in her own den, you are predictive and predetermined
A conquer, you have fought so many battles, Zues would be jealous
Going from house to house, you have served!
Moving from office to office, you have worked!
From one business to the other, you have thrived!
From street to street, you have hawked!
You move mountains with determination
Your mere presence sets them on fire
You are a woman first,
A sister
Sometimes you're a wife but above all,
You are a mother.
You are the best work of art God created to multitask
A Russian-roulette any man would **** to be victorious for.
You are a reason for inspiring inclusion.
Happy International Women's Day Queen!
Bellah
Mar 8, 2024
Mar 8, 2024 at 4:46 AM UTC
For once I'll cut the language play
in favor of getting to the bottom and being outright
Forthright with the motions behind
two eyes, emotions and notions like wind at seaside
Sure words work and we can know
because words hurt
words save and alleviate
Been twisting words more than a decade on
but when I stop and think what actually have I done?
Nothing much, just talk, speak, write
Once did and still want to be a novelist
and if I can learn to multitask at the keys I might
but as it stands, the wheels spin forever in the parking lot
only accomplished in the close-up shot
and when backing up the facade crumbles all on its own
then as quick as the pretense rose, I have no home
night is cold without the future wrapped around
the curves to which you're devout
the future slips slippery forever
whoops!
accident again and it's gone
that last shred of impetus keeping me strong
what if there's meaning though in the steps that I walk?
what if my mistakes raked up fuel the others who don't belong?
maybe being me means just rolling the dice
I haven't died or taken a life so maybe I'm doing all right
let these missteps and hiccups lead not to backspace
but fill the heads full of that black shrouded beast
with what earnestness I have
so that in hopes, though, perhaps vain
I might smudge the pain so that
when you look in the mirror while you eat the pills
and see your shadow looming in grinning and licking your ear
the shadows don't make it that far and fade into light
I don't know
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 2:17 AM UTC
Strange times I live in
The age of social media and social struggles
my attention span is slightly longer than three lines of poetry
Stranger still is my moods and thrills
What the days have in store, nothing but the old tale of man and death
It keeps me running, forever asking for more, and here comes more
Must I become God, alienate myself, condemn our sins for a cheap righteous thrill?
Strange times I live in, I want to be 21 for entirety
I must become an established author
So my words may sink deeper in the pages of history
But all I have is my unnecessary sufferings
To translate my passion into fortune
And money is still worshiped
And nothing's sincere in things we worship
Or maybe I will join the actors up on that stage,
To get paid, busy myself and to ignore life's questions
I can almost her them shouting "giddy up! here's a mundane thing or two, I hope you can multitask"
I want to be a spectator on the side
Lingering in shadows, waiting for my act,
Forever waiting, even if I had no calling
For I hardly find a motive to get out of bed
So please, send in your warships, for man has outlived their Gods
And these strange times, are getting stranger still and I do not wish to live them through
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 4:33 PM UTC
I sometimes wish I had a one track mind, in a good way not bad
I wish I had a better ability to multitask, instead I get easily distracted
If there is too much noise it affects my ability to concentrate
If I'm too bored my mind might wander
If it's important I try to force myself to ponder
If given to many instructions in too short of time
I get confused
I don't want to lose sight of what I must learn
I yearn to do my best
I guess I need to cope with all the rest
I am experiencing some new job stress
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
I have never thrown
A stone at two
Birds
I'm not without
Sin, this house
Is all glass
And besides, who
Needs to **** anything
To multitask
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 8:13 AM UTC
These latencies
Of mine and yours,
At an mph speed,
Can only drag so much.
Up-and-coming causes
Of committees without agencies
Of time and power,
It unfolds precariously.
It struck me that
There's no best way
To micromanage or multitask,
I cannot prioritize a world,
The common ground beneath a porcelain vase.
So, I'm here to reason
In the hapless flow and fluid blast.
Oct 20, 2023
Oct 20, 2023 at 5:08 AM UTC
Hot tears stream down his face as the
realization hits him that this is the last game
he will play on his home turf.
He hands his proud mother a single rose
and wraps his arms around her.
His face presses into her shoulder as
tears soak his away jersey that his mother wears on her back.
She's there to comfort him.
Only he doesn't feel that way.
He's scared.
Where will he be a year from now?
He remains scared the whole game.
He then feels ice cold fingers grip the neck of his shoulder and chest pads.
He turns to meet the face of the person who make his skin cool.
Her smile warms.
He tries to stay positive and polite while she talks to him,
as he tries to multitask and focus on the game.
But internally, he wants to cry again.
Therefore, he ends up snapping at her,
feeling guilty about it.
Wanting her to walk away and forget everything that just came
out of his mouth.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
My little tiny bundle of joy,
Oh how sweetly you sleep,
Such innocence present on your face,
Oh how I wish I could sleep so soundly,
Not a worry, just for milk.
Not a worry, just someone to change you.
Oh how quickly you go from laughing to crying.
Oh, how confusing it can be.
Especially when you multitask,
Doing both simultaneously.
I love you so much forever and always.
Please never stop being my bundle of joy.
I'll always be here for you,
Whenever unconditional love is needed.
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 6:42 PM UTC
There is temporary.
There is love,
and there is happiness,
but here is now.
I wish I was back there.
Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
If you are on your cell phone, don't drive behind me. I love my life, and I love being free.
If you have a habit of driving fast, don't drive behind me. I don't want you hitting my car making me blind, being unable to see.
If you decide to drink, don't drive behind me. I don't know what you are thinking about, but I know what I want to be.
If you decide to text, don't drive behind me. Better yet, don't even turn the key.
If you are one of those who love to multitask, don't drive behind me. You don't want to end up in court, paying a very large fee.
If you are holding a big burger in your hand, don't drive behind me. I want to be able to walk, without a damaged knee.
If you drive putting on makeup, don't drive behind me. Anything is subject to happen, from A to Z.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 11:55 PM UTC
I grabbed your hand,
and we went to explore.
I liked this world with you,
but im looking for more.
Im not a normal person,
I don't wanna go for a walk.
I wanna run really fast,
multitask, do more than talk.
This life is my journey,
not a carefully thought out plan.
I've made many mistakes,
and in life every person can.
Theres things I wanna accomplish,
and I intend to get there.
Although I am surrounded,
by people that couldn't care.
You're still holding my hand,
but now you wanna walk.
You don't realize what I want,
I guess we need to talk.
This world seems different now,
with you it doesn't feel right.
So im letting go of you,
like a kid flying a kite.
So anyone up for adventure?
and in life looking for more?
Grab my hand lets go,
I'm ready to explore.
We'll call it our journey,
our rollercoaster ride.
Going at it together,
and staying side by side.
Always,
Tameica Hammick
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC
The more young people multitask,
& the more old people get dementia,
the more LSD & *** look like they
may just save the world & the mind.
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 2:46 PM UTC
There's one thing on your mind
Being overthinking is good in your health.
You can be creative in such way
You can multitask things you want
To achieve.
You can look at things differently
And try to accompany it in your life.
And apply it in your daily basis
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 5:04 AM UTC
The truth we should tell?
If it's hard and hurts then you don't want to hear it, huh?
Yeah I know but still.
I respond to one part only,
Just as I can multitask doesn't mean I will.
The truth is nothing's ever good enough,
Anything we could do,
There's always faults wherever you are but what's it like to ignore them?
Sometimes I think I ignore plenty,
Even though there is still many,
You can never run away from anything
And facing them doesn't always work out.
In fact I don't think we realise
What facing up to things are either
-I don't-
If you're scared of something,
Then you gave it the chance didn't you?
So haven't we faced up to it?
I have no clue it's like we can only praise ourselves for this if we succeeded,
If we made it past it,
But when I past obstacles I act like it meant nothing,
So that I can disconnect from it because I don't want anymore of it again so I say it's gone now.
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 6:39 PM UTC