Online Audience - Acrostic Sonnet
Over and beyond statistics, man
No pattern plays it seems that can't be traced,
Linked and cross-referenced with ugly haste.
Internet: shared platform where one can
Now learn, now touch, anticipate and span
Every act - both browser, buyer based.
Audiences are not multi-faced,
Unique each individual, no plan
Displaying data processing can scan
In every cranny, nook. Most mining’s placed
Extremely arbitrarily, misplaced
Not keyed to taste evolving in the van.
Cookie capture should not correlate
Each 'I' whose instincts few appreciate...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Data Min[d]ing - Online Audience
O ver and beyond statistics, man
N o pattern plays some say that can't be traced,
L inks cross-referenced, - route pinged, browser based.
I nternet: peer platform where one can
N ow tag, now touch, anticipate surf span.
E xploitation leaves a bitter taste,
A udiences are not multi-faced,
U nique is each despite outreach t[hr]o[ugh] clan.
D ata should be scroogled, never scan
I n every nook and cranny, copy paste, -
E xtremely focussed look cooks book, misplaced,
N ot keyed to trends evolving in the van.
C hips RFID captive take, embrace
E ach 'I' who basic instincts fears to face...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Make Haste
Make haste, make haste, no time to waste,
the sandman’s on the move!
The minutes chased, missspent, misplaced,
swift scattered are, remove
from life the paste thats interlaced
with love to leave the groove
by others faced with fears encased
within themselves! Improve
your chances paced by those who’ve raced
where most may fear, disprove
the double-faced, minds [s]oft, effaced.
let no one disapprove
Strong spirits graced with soul true, chaste,
which ever must reprove
all evil based on base, poor taste, -
which ever seeks to prove
Good may be traced, Right be embraced
in confidence – for you’ve
the need to haste to truth, yes haste,
for Time is on the move!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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I can EMIT TIME
'I Can! ' EMIT TIME
Kindly Refer to Notes
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This retourne shows how Time bright glows,
Inspiring plan Life offers man,
Maintains red rose, sustains verse, prose,
Egg, chicken, span, - ensure ‘I can! ’
TIME’s sum’s not dumb, repeating drum
Inspiring plan Life offers man,
May link ‘become’ through rule of thumb
EMIT true scan light once began.
The heart that sows is star that glows
In tune reel ran fed through rhyme’s fan,
Maintains red rose, sustains verse, prose,
Ends in well ran, begins “I can! ”
Time’s reel ebbs, flows, all comes and goes,
In caravan reversing scan
Much magic flows, touch insight knows,
Egg, chicken, span, - ensure ‘I can! ’
.
Egg, chicken, span, - ensure ‘I can! ’
Much magic flows, touch insight knows,
In caravan reversing scan, -
Time’s reel ebbs, flows, all comes and goes.
Ends in well ran, begins “I can! ”
Maintains red rose, sustains verse, prose,
In tune reel ran fed through rhyme’s fan, -
The heart that sows is star that glows.
EMIT true scan: light, once began,
May link, ‘become’ through rule of thumb,
Inspiring plan Life offers man.
TIME’s sum’s not dumb, repeating drum.
Egg, chicken, span, - ensure ‘I can! ’
Maintains red rose, sustains verse, prose,
Inspiring plan Life offers man.
This retourne shows how Time bright glows.
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How Time bright glows This retourne shows.
Life offers man Inspiring plan,
sustains verse, prose, Maintains red rose.
Ensure ‘I can! ’ Egg, chicken, span.
Repeating drum, TIME’s sum’s not dumb,
Life offers man Inspiring plan
through rule of thumb, May link ‘become’,
light once began, EMIT true scan.
Is star that glows The heart that sows?
Fed through rhyme’s fan, In tune reel ran
sustains verse, prose, Maintains red rose,
begins “I can! ” Ends in well ran,
all comes and goes, Time’s reel ebbs, flows.
reversing scan In caravan, -
touch insight knows Much magic flows
Ensure ‘I can! ’ Egg, chicken, span.
Ensure ‘I can! ’ Egg, chicken, span,
touch insight knows. Much magic flows
reversing scan In caravan, -
all comes and goes, Time’s reel ebbs, flows.
Begins “I can! ” Ends in well ran,
sustains verse, prose, Maintains red rose
fed through rhyme’s fan, In tune reel ran -
is star that glows The heart that sows?
Light, once began, EMIT true scan
through rule of thumb. May link, ‘become’!
Life offers man Inspiring plan.
Repeating drum, TIME’s sum’s not dumb
Ensure ‘I can! ’ Egg, chicken, span
sustains verse, prose, Maintains red rose,
Life offers man Inspiring plan.
How Time bright glows This retourne shows.
© Jonathan Robin acrostic mirror retourne 3 February 2007
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Author notes
Although this is shown as a double mirrored retourne the poem has been framed so as to alternate each and every line within any given stanza... although only in four cases can the acrostic palindrome EMIT TIME run throughout.
The Mirror effect enables the poem to be read top down TIME or bottom up EMIT - The Retourne is of course only mirrored in the mirror if one reads bottom up.
This offers a possibility of 4 x 4 x 12 x 64 combinations
poem by Jonathan Robin
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What Sanctity...? ...
T he dawn is part of pattern webs which spin
O ut from the past and not from future fate,
A nd may Time mime, itself anticipate?
C an far horizons scan the span within?
T he wind won’t carry inkling whispers in
O pen echo unfurled in single trait.
R esponse to whom? to what? When? Early? Late?
N ew strength unveiled, by star signs sent to bait
O ne Cause or one Effect, - to end? begin?
T he story feeds from song or need to sing?
O ne’s need to heed the lied, lead on, create
U rgent vistas which can compensate
DRE aded hole inside inside’s dammed spring,
AMA zing grace to help face everything?
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Modern Woman
He seeks a woman who is modern
Without a twinkle of concern
Today joy is no longer just a boy
A woman has more skills to deploy
She is a companion
She is an attraction
She is a distraction
She is a fascination
He seeks a woman who is modern
Parading streaks displaying stubborn
The concepts easy come and easy go
In his dictionary is a big 'No, No, No' especially to the bimbo
She must be able to joke and laugh
Tease him at playtime with a scarf
At home laboriously contribute
Always maintain her youth looking cute
He seeks a woman who is modern
Multi-tasking must be her pattern
Today with her skills wide-ranged
Her role has three sixty degrees changed
She is an intellect
She is almost perfect
She deserves respect
She is a mans hearts elect
He seeks a woman who is modern
Who is yearning to learn!
For the concept of equality
He knows is not a nonentity
Gone are days when it all began!
When woman was born of man
Everything worked according to plan
Till the ban, they both took cover and ran
He seeks a woman who is modern
Who is yearning to learn!
He knows somewhere in his head and mind
The modern woman has risen from behind
Copyright 2007 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Mastering The Self, Though Uglier At First, And Clumsier...
sometimes you look for a pattern
you walk at the road leading to some other paths
along the way are the yellow flowers
wild with the rain last night
and giving the best
their bests this morning
when you still have to wash your hands
and clean your shoes
and comb your hair
in such a parting mode
between your
chin
a canal of
indifference
there are so many patterns to see
how does this rays of light come like daggers? are they like knives
or simply flowing waters in a pattern of subsumed invincibility?
distrust of self makes one find patterns
like a ship following the lines of the coast amidst the storms
a line of coconut trees
the shape of the horizon that looks like a margin of a paper
a frame of a painting
those van Gogh clouds and towering trees
scrambled patterns yet pointing to a stress
an accent of
similitude
you look at the end
the result gives nothing but barrenness of your creation
there is no unique touch of the self
and no one is amazed
except perhaps the shock that goes with an overrated imitation
damned
one goes back to the point of origin
the sole of your feet
the tip of your eyelash
ugly at first
but evolving into the uniqueness of your spirit
sprite, blithe
dropping the wings
loosening the grip on the expectations of others
now flying
alone and high
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You're trying too hard to find a correlation here. You don't know these people, you don't know what they intended. You try to compile statistics and correlate them to a result that amounts to nothing more than speculation.
quote by Marc Racicot
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Multi-emotionalized
I'm the one that's suppose to feel,
Everyone's pain.
Including my own.
But less magnified.
I am suppose to pledge my allegiance.
No matter if I am spit and spat upon...
At the expense of my self expression.
On streets where my ancestors more than paid,
For displays of these misgivings.
Misunderstandings...
That I'm expected to internalize,
And make them my own.
To dispense and share,
With those in joyous despair and disillusioned.
'Like the pain that is theirs which is thrown upon me.
With a followup of statistics to compare survival methods.'
Multi-emotionalized,
And I am underlining it.
I am only here to joke and dance.
Not feel or think a thing.
I'm only here to boost your sports machine.
While you fill your gut up...
And continue to demean.
Multi-emotionalized,
And I am underlining it.
I am only here to joke and dance.
Not feel or think a thing.
I'm only here to boost your sports machine.
While you fill your gut up...
And continue to demean.
I'm only here for purposes,
To help you feel supreme!
'Like the pain that is theirs which is thrown upon me.
With a followup of statistics to compare survival methods.'
I'm a mult-emotionalize thing you think you've made!
I'm multi-emotionalized with each emotion taught,
To be slick and smooth and as sharp as a razor blade.
Sharpened to display any emotion.
If asking for it!
'Like the pain that is theirs which is thrown upon me.
With a followup of statistics to compare survival methods.'
And a swift change to those statistics come.
A stiff reconditioning to redo and rejuvenate...
A thought process needing to be undone.
With follow up statistics coming to shake up everyone.
In a multi-emotionalized doing!
Not everyone should be expected to feel or see,
From your perspective which is fading.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each individual: no one can be too low or too ugly.
quote by Georg Buchner
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Patterns Of Time
carefully looking at this time
and that other time
how they correlate to connect each time
of the next time
to follow the same pattern of time
with no dime
but a crime
if a time
is wasted on no time
for you will never find a time
on the same time
that was underutilized by the time
you realize it were time
it will never be the same time
but a different time
at that point in time
on each pattern of time
from am to pm it is time
still morning to midnight is time
and any time
of the day is time
as from monday to sunday time
year start to midyear and year end is time
so, time
ticking as you may be aware of time
that everything is well connected to time
and must be done on time
for you will never find the same time
of that very point in time
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do what you can, on time. for time is never a fact but a situation of the same condition on a different setting, but still its time. therefore, time is longer than rope and shorter than your scope though at times time is beyond our scope of reach and intelligence of the mind on time.
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**extracted from 'patterns of time'**
from **patterns of life** november 2011 ebook
ntema's unique poetry (nup) .
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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I am a data hound and so I usually end up working on whatever things I can find good data on. The rise of Internet commerce completely altered the amount of information you could gather on company behavior so I naturally drifted toward it.
quote by Austan Goolsbee
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Chocolate Chip Cookie
Like a chocolate chip cookie
I can't keep my hands off you
The moment I see or smell you
I long to have you in my hands and mouth...
You're soft to the touch, and taste so sweet
easy to digest, you make me weak
I try to resist you, but know that I can't
I long to have you..My Chocolate Chip Cookie
In the palm of my hand
poem by Velma Veleau Ridley
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Vulgar
Vulgar tastes recombine to make a new taste,
Ugly, and so ugly;
I wanted a darling feeling, not one that tires,
For haste is the best solution.
The dusty roads are not blue as the sky,
This sky tastes of water and air,
It worked more for me than you.
Taste now when thirsty and honestly
We are not hungry now.
Screaming youngsters flee from a lonely taster
Of food; in love was the baby who grew up.
Howls were around, but the baby grew
And with this hasty measure he fed himself.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I Know, I've Been There!
in each heart
there is a universe
never before seen, ...
i know, i've been there!
in each soul
there's a photograph of God
that's unlike any other, ...
i know, i've been there!
in every mind
a dream different but the same,
a thought that finishes, needs finishing, ...
i know, i've been there!
in every destiny
an individual path,
yet a part of the whole, ...
i know, i've been there!
in every hidden longing
names put to faces,
and hands put to touch, ...
i know, i've been there!
in every prayer,
the need both unique and shared,
both mortal and immortal, ....
i know, i've been there!
in every tear,
wept by every living being,
the call to return, to go home, ...
i know, i've been there!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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At no time are we ever in such complete possession of a journey, down to its last nook and cranny, as when we are busy with preparations for it.
quote by Yukio Mishima
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You Are Immortal
You are immortal;
When you are in touch with the,
non-physical, elements of yourselves.
How will you handle Gaia’s transition?
You will do this by working with her Goddess Alchemy.
Your body knows the connection between the iron,
in your blood and the iron core of Gaia.
Human blood is an archive of the Cosmos.
That is why evil men spill our precious fluid,
through violence. They want from us,
what they do not see in themselves.
Now is the time to go deeply into your blood,
which is the very source of your individuality.
As you move deeper into awakening,
your blood gets extremely activated.
This is happening now,
as great events are developing.
Our blood is instrumental in processing,
individual and collective karma.
This is painful yet rewarding.
Be warned brethren;
Remove your bodies and consciousness
from all situations that are violent,
except situations where you can act to calm violence.
Look within, not without for immortality…
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Rudyard Kipling Parody - Writers' Real Mirror Reflection Reel
With inside out, and out, surprised, inside!
When penning verse whose end may, too, begin it,
When rhyming reel with real can coincide
Yours is the world and everything that’s in it
If you can write without cash motivation,
Self-righteousness avoiding like the plague,
Create consensus round an innovation
Embraced by all without appearing vague.
If you can scan, span logic to emotion
Set constant course from vested interests clear,
If you can ban all untoward commotion,
While conscience clings to all that it holds dear,
If rhymes may improvise, spurn prose redrafted,
Communication keyed to catalyze,
You'll find to your surprise that you have rafted
On stream it seems when wit reverse dream tries
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On stream it seems when wit reverse dream tries
You'll find to your surprise that you have rafted
Communication keyed to catalyze,
If rhyme may improvise, spurn prose redrafted
While conscience clings to all that it holds dear.
If you can ban all untoward commotion,
Set constant course from vested interests clear.
If you can scan span logic to emotion
Embraced by all without appearing vague,
Create consensus round an innovation,
Self-righteousness avoiding like the plague,
If you can write without cash motivation,
Your's is the world and everything that’s in it
When rhyming reel with real can coincide
When penning verse whose end may, too, begin it,
With inside out, and out, surprised, inside!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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We are flexible and alive,
We are flexible and alive, outside of any known pattern, theory, worldview, medical, scientific data, observational studies, spiritual path, practice. Find your rhythm, your pattern, your space, the spaces, the spaces that are right for you.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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What we now call the browser is whatever defines the web. What fits in the browser is the World Wide Web and a number of trivial standards to handle that so that the content comes.
quote by Ted Nelson
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Yes, I definitely believe that it has some good cross-platform properties. Object orientation was one of the techniques I used to make Python platform independent.
quote by Guido van Rossum
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