France and the Empire Continues—Free Verse

What immorality makes the atheist

Accept the missionaries’ invitations?

He knows he won’t listen

Knows he will be wasting their time.

They could be out spending their efforts

Preparing spiritual messages

For someone who will hear what they say

Rather than a man who listens

Out of deference for the memory of his mother

Who had taught him long ago

That it hurts others to tell them

He doesn’t believe what they believe.

And so he gives them false hope

With his noncommitment saying

He only doesn’t attend because it is boring

And he never bothers to preach the good news

That he knows there is no ‘good news.’

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A free verse poem has no set pattern for line or stanza length. Rhyme is not used, or it is used sparingly. The line length and the rhythm or the lines are dictated by the natural rhythm of speech or other concerns such as emphasis on a particular word, image, or idea.

All the Things You Need to Survive—Free Verse

Shared wind and sunlight

The push of solar power’s shame

Illegal fight club in the French quarter

Even Coca-Cola was brilliant

Although still incomplete

Saying they would give this

Form of a cocaine-infused elixir

Because you need to be more specific

When suffering such stresses of

Relaxation activities and yoga

While tracking consumer scams

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A free verse poem has no set pattern for line or stanza length. Rhyme is not used, or it is used sparingly. The line length and the rhythm or the lines are dictated by the natural rhythm of speech or other concerns such as emphasis on a particular word, image, or idea.

Where Would You Be if You Weren’t Right Here?—Free Verse

Another way to be located in a city

Carried away, like this, with love

Far away in Berlin of the old wall

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Sunbathing in the sand

Among the lakes and lidos

Head in the sparse grass

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Reading fantasy novels

As others paddle softly their canoes

Daydreaming that this is life

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In the north of Newcastle

In the context of reliable sources

Soft fasteners caught in their shoes

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In the center of the city

Or integers that stack between

At the center of a place

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A free verse poem has no set pattern for line or stanza length. Rhyme is not used, or it is used sparingly. The line length and the rhythm or the lines are dictated by the natural rhythm of speech or other concerns such as emphasis on a particular word, image, or idea.

Of Google and the Search for Meaning—Free Verse

As vaguely familiar words often enter my head

In times of silence and times of distraction,

I send my son to the shower,

And search for the meaning of the word ‘punim.’

And come up with every other meaning

For every other word starting with ‘p’

Because phonetic spelling of the words

I don’t know has never been my strong suit.

And the final finding of the meaning is a letdown

After Google mistook my spelling for the word ‘punanni.’

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A free verse poem has no set pattern for line or stanza length. Rhyme is not used, or it is used sparingly. The line length and the rhythm or the lines are dictated by the natural rhythm of speech or other concerns such as emphasis on a particular word, image, or idea.

As American As—Flarf

This almost winter of apple pie and discontent

In some typology by using subs sign

Made of tightly packed snow, a rapid flow down a slope

Like fragments full of holes

Set off spontaneously from heavy equipment in action

Only given two parameters

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We are together to be hazards to life and property

To fray the range of eternity

And teach forming a powder snow avalanche

And return anew in the grey

Though they appear to share some similarities

Faith in algebra can subtract

Any mountain range in spring or winter

Substring of almost winter

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Intuition Within the Finetuning of the Universe—Wea’ve Written Weekly

He danced through the rain/slash commands are here/like this was some kind of movie

Start playing music/grooves of complex machinery/shaped by eons of evolution/the command

Influential in the death of the evolutionary process/below the threshold of consciousness

Science, religion, technology, and progress/bot can join your voice channel/to justify

The idea of inferior and superior/disconnect command/ideas of social evolution made

In the image of God/mathematical insight stepping off a train/play the song that the bot requests

To a song that he heard/play the song via a link or search query/that he thought was groovy

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Rain” by Kunjal. if you would like to read her poem or participate in the prompt visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/22/w3-prompt-8-weave-written-weekly/

Most Rhyming Poetry Ever Written

Life is farting while I’m mowing

Queif and burp a symphony

Let the wind in grass a’growing

Blow like farts all over me.

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Poems and cats are fornicating

Oddly distant in the past

While the things are complicating

The things I sing about my gas.

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These things, the things I sing,

Ring and jingle, tingling

Whipping, hissing, snapping, popping,

Piping like a Russian King.

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And in the end, the world, alas,

Rides like skid stains on my ass.

As Long as We Understand Each Other—Flarf

Could be, in my personal opinion,

They’d be horny little hookers

Or dull looking little bores

Waking to the field of green covers

Small and silvery distributed parts

Of bolt fastening hardware

Tucking their babies on the hill

Begging to be included

Unless insulted by the ask if it

And when looked in the eyes

Insulting though well-meaning

Like frosting spread too thick

Left in clumps and crumbles

And cooling by the window.

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FLARF is a wild style of poetry that started as a joke. People noticed that no matter how bad your poems were Poetry.com would tell you that you had won their poetry prize. Then, they would try to scam you out of your money. So devious poets started sending the crappiest poetry they could write to Poetry.com. Even that would win the poetry prize. These poets began sending each other their crappy poems, and eventually it became a legitimate poetry style. If you want to read more about the FLARF or any of the other poetry terms, check out the glossary of poetic terms from the Poetry Foundation at: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/learn/glossary-terms

Google painting is a type of collaging that primarily uses internet search results and Google’s search prediction capabilities to generate quasi-random phrases. The technique helps jumpstart creativity with strange juxtapositions, broken syntax, and internet speak.

What to Know When Attending a Garth Brooks Concert—Flarf

How much does it cost

For a touch through the fence

And a bowl of mouse soup?

Will it be free for Tom?

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See if G will tell you where the bodies are, Jill.

Buffalo hot sauce is the best.

Damn it, beat me to it.

What?

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Don’t bring anyone’s mother into this.

A real BT animal.

I bet she has mushy purps.

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Touch my hot sauce through the fence.

How’d you touch my waspes through the fence G?

He didn’t follow proto.

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Drink lots of water

Just like the guys.

I’m getting turned up for my birthday.

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You got bodies in high places.

Garth’s new hot sauce is the best.

I always use it on Uncle Norm’s poutine.

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FLARF is a wild style of poetry that started as a joke. People noticed that no matter how bad your poems were Poetry.com would tell you that you had won their poetry prize. Then, they would try to scam you out of your money. So devious poets started sending the crappiest poetry they could write to Poetry.com. Even that would win the poetry prize. These poets began sending each other their crappy poems, and eventually it became a legitimate poetry style. If you want to read more about the FLARF or any of the other poetry terms, check out the glossary of poetic terms from the Poetry Foundation at: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/learn/glossary-terms Google painting is a type of collaging that primarily uses internet search results and Google’s search prediction capabilities to generate quasi-random phrases. The technique helps jumpstart creativity with strange juxtapositions, broken syntax, and internet speak

Find out What Happens During the Interceptor—Flarf

Twists and turns like salted pretzels.

Things that go on.

Things that don’t.

The revelation of the criminal or culprit.

How he is going to kill.

Will always kill.

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Striking gold was the easy part

Like anything you’ve never seen.

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An element of disseminated summary

Blabbering from a friend.

Many paths that can change the story.

Your guide to the latest plot twists

And surprise endings.

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FLARF is a wild style of poetry that started as a joke. People noticed that no matter how bad your poems were Poetry.com would tell you that you had won their poetry prize. Then, they would try to scam you out of your money. So devious poets started sending the crappiest poetry they could write to Poetry.com. Even that would win the poetry prize. These poets began sending each other their crappy poems, and eventually it became a legitimate poetry style. If you want to read more about the FLARF or any of the other poetry terms, check out the glossary of poetic terms from the Poetry Foundation at: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/learn/glossary-terms

Google painting is a type of collaging that primarily uses internet search results and Google’s search prediction capabilities to generate quasi-random phrases. The technique helps jumpstart creativity with strange juxtapositions, broken syntax, and internet speak.