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Nibbles of Digital Poetries: “Digital Ecstasy”, “The Digital Realm”, “The ‘Digital Desire’ Poetry Contest”,
“The ‘Romance Erotica’ Poetry Contest”
“Digital Ecstasy”
Though lovers we desire to be, The barriers of electricity That separate us And yet connect us Make that an impossibility.
We plunge over the edge Of the electric waterfall Unfulfilled passions floating
away, Our conscious flames burning Hearts quivering, throbbing Pulsing with a longing That is digitally slayed.
Our palms touch The digital screens Struggling to connect and
entwine, Alas, we touch- Only imaginatively.
We mingle harmoniously In each other’s virtual arms Then I explode in a halo of
beauty, Which was repressed and is now
released In a flood of tearful joy Giving dazzling light to a dark
day- That’s me in my digital ecstasy.
In the digital realm, sure, Our looks are not seen, Our faces removed, Yet our vanities drift away In whispering thoughts of
yearning.
Our hearts can mingle With the other’s soul In the other’s mind, Though we’re in the flesh apart, In the digital realm In digital time We can relate
“The Digital Realm”
The person you are inside,
indeed! The person you are inside I see Unquestionably Through my mind’s eye And the digital screen.
What leading authority Says the Internet isolates? I laugh in their face! I spit in their eye! Isolates? Alas, Nay! Surely not! Not today!
A bit overweight? A wart on your nose? Six toes? Who cares! Here, that is not the ‘you’ I
want to know!
We are here at once set free To explore our being, our being
inside, Ignoring the outsies. Photographs? Don’t need them. Images? Toss them! Voices? Split the asunder! They are not we! They are the imprisoning shells That falsely classify and Imprison us, That give us illusions And false identities. Here We can dance in midair We can waltz on a cloud And not get blinded By what we see It will not impede Our digital ecstasy
“The ‘Digital Desires’ Poetry Contest”
Tired of feeling dark? Tired of feeling suicidal? Has you love been spurned
lately? Or thrown away? Discarded?
Crushed? Trampled? Tired of the same old heartless
vapid in/out smut that has as much fulfillment as a bowl of Capt. Crunch? Tired of the burden of being
serious? Tired of the abstract? Tired of the angst? Tired of the social ills? Is there a constant
disappointment bleeding out of your eyes? Are you breathing your last breath
in suffocating surroundings? Is your happiness locked up and
stored away? Are you a work of art surrounded
by vandals? Are you a piece of fine china in
a shop of raging bulls? Are you knifed in the back by
the petty and jealous? Are you able to see but cannot
speak? Have you not found any other
outlet for you passion and love? Tired of all the pain? Have your digital desires been
Ctrl-Alt-Deleted?
Well, forget all that! Do you have passion building up
inside? Swelling? Burning? Ready to
burst out? Do you desire to come as close
to achieving a blinding, Heart-pounding sensual climax Through the sensual use of
allusions and metaphors? Want to collapse in complete
exhaustion after a bout with sheer verbal ecstasy?
Here is you opportunity to get passionate about love The way it should be, If only through digital desires.
All poems judged according to
the first reading.
“The ‘Romantic Erotica’ Poetry Contest”
No smut. No foul words. No unmentionables. No loveless sex. Doesn’t sink to pure erotica as
in “I whipped out my ____ and banged her ____ deeply.” Or abuse, as in “and then told
my friends how stupid she was, No obvious descriptions like “I
spread her ____ wide then ____ed her with my huge ____.” More like “I spread her
innocence wide and drank deeply, and planted my seed until I collapsed.”
Must arouse sensual passionate
love Rather than loveless animal
urges. Must leave it all to the
imagination. Nothing explicit.
Two categories: Pre-writes (old passion). New Writes (fresh passion).
Romantic Erotica- Sensual, promising allusions.
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