Best Futuristic Poems

Twenty fifth of December, three thousand and four
and already I'm down in the dumps
we're round at the neighbour's via tubes that save labour
propelled by some hydraulic pumps.
We've exchanged all our presents and got them unwrapped
once again I've got self-cleaning socks
the wife's Kevlar panties, though they...

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Christmas years ahead...
holograms that come alive
standing in our midst;
Santa, reindeer, Christmas trees
come and go with just a switch.

No more shopping malls...
All gifts picked and bought online
delivered by drones,
that fly 'round the world in hours;
pickup for returns from homes.

Church will come to us...
household interactive scenes
take us...

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Hereafter in the times of tomorrows yesterday,
                              Came the development of an exhilarating Christmas holiday.

 ...

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Warm
online
commercial
nonreligious
Christmas socially unacceptable

Written 12/14/2015...

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My feet felt like frostbite had got them, 
Even though I had my suede boots on, 
I had just jovially returned from,  
That successful Christmas shopping trip, 
With no other reason to feel got at or unlucky.  

So I put my computer on as...

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It's hard to believe that another five years have passed
When one looks around it's quite amazing for one to see
How did we survive such when we were to be our last
Where we once lived, we still live among the trees

Even our skies are different from...

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Dear old Santa Claus was about to go out of his mind!
'Twas nigh Christmas Eve and his schedule was way behind!
His lazy elves had let him down and didn't complete their work;
His sleigh needed serious repair and his reindeer were going berserk!

Missus Claus nagged him...

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in 2020 and beyond-  chrismas could be different
gone the traditional    tree
you may have one of 
twisted wire
   colored LED and pipes
     maybe upside down for space
perhaps environmentally friendly trees
made with water bottles and PVC pipes
or...

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No more suprises now christmas holds,
As day by day I’m growing old.
This I wish to confess,
Now christmas makes me pretty depressed.
I was fond of natural yule tree,
But now my grandchildren pick it from online for discount or free.
Within a seconds the remote control automatically decorates,
I...

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As I was sleeping on Christmas Eve,
I awoke, as I couldn't sleep!

 I listened closely and started laughing,
as I heard Santa rapping.

 "Oh I love my red new sled,
runs better than a thoroughbred!"

"It's equipped with a Garmin, to find the way,
No more getting lost, hip...

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A FUTURISTIC CHRISTMAS

Christmas under the dome
Home of smart cities of crystalline towers

Her lights lit golden, emerald green, red, blue flaunting
Fiber optic trees shining with whisper purrs of Christmas music

Billions of stars lay a path for Santa in time warp shooting stars
Mercedes – Benz red ride,...

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I'm having some thoughts of the past.
Nobody has woken up amid night.
The seagulls replied with a steep scream. 
Utterly hidden below heaps of stream.

Remembrances of a sad state of mind. 
He was injured due to the singular of time.
On the verge of a social upheaval wind....

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We know what Mars looks like from pictures sent by satellite
and in the near future we'll send expeditions to find graphite,
but in the meantime can we send someone to Mars
other than astronauts: isn't it an amazing and lovely planet?
I have a fantastic and bizarre idea...

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"how I wish I never wake up again in this dream ..."

eyes were shut
clicking my heels
numb
frozen
can't move
glitter and lustre subjugated, seized by gloom
no single light to envision
no single color to perceive
a blind world of murky existences
a world of woe, chaos and evils
a world of "TODAY"
now,...

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I found myself in Kansas, and with dread
saw endless rows of wheat ahead of me,
and so I clicked my slippers, ruby red,
and landed in the role of Dorothy.

Small folks with suckers sang me a sweet song.
Then finally I learned where I must go.
A road of...

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