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Function Poems - Poems about Function

Premium Member The Function of Each Body Part
Cheeks were meant for kissing Hands were meant for holding Ears were meant for listening Arms were meant for enfolding Eyes were meant for ogling Mouths were meant for stuffing Hair was meant for brushing Cheeks were meant for blushing Minds were for manipulating Knees were meant for kneeling Bums were meant for bumming around Thoughts for disagreeing Feet were meant for walking Palms were for reading the...

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Categories: function, funny, humorous, joy, lust,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Family Function
Does politeness in your family well up like a seed in jagged rocks in the tundra night? Do manners brew in the black cauldron with garlic, onions and eye of newt? Does your family season its conversation with gallons of salt, while forgetting to add sugar? Would you rather season your conversation with extra hot ghost pepper sauce? Does your family function like...

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Categories: function, family,
Form: Free verse



E-L-E
E.L.E. Gain of function? Fauci says its fiction So without hesitation I embrace salvation First shot Government mistrust Big pharma bloodlust Yet in science I trust Take the vaccine I must Second shot Another jab I allow Side effects follow Vaccine in me I know Makes my blood glow Third shot Again they stab my vein I endure a lancing pain As clots invade my brain God I invoke but in vain Fourth...

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Categories: function, death,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Silence
Too much turmoils Make me fatique Too much chaos Make me deaf Too much tragedies Make me blind My mind jammed My heart broken I have nothing to say anymore Years after years hazards come and go and return Silence is the only word on my lips The fan blades turn and turn No noise but efficient Noisy fan means old and not functioning well But my silence means...

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Categories: function, god, philosophy, silence, words,
Form: Free verse
Song and God As Singer - I Mean
I If each of us is a song We are not physical If God sings us into life We are resurrected beings - Not physical either II You have believed when I talked 'wave' And 'ocean' It is the ocean that sings Waves into existence, rides along The entire ocean does the 'wave' thing - Right? So, too, God experiences through us: Song, celestial vehicle, or waves We merge into...

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Categories: function, creation, environment, science, senses,
Form: Didactic



Premium Member The Brain--Your Personal Computer
The brain is an incredibly efficient computer Compressing trillions of bytes of information, Registering every impression we encounter, Analyzing concepts from formation to causation. Compressing trillions of bytes of information In milliseconds without hesitation, unrelentingly, Analyzing concepts from formation to causation Remarkably, it even functions unconsciously. In milliseconds without hesitation, unrelentingly, It processes the continual intake of our senses Remarkably, it even functions unconsciously, Outlining proposals,...

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Categories: function, body, computer,
Form: Pantoum
Engines
We are engines not autonomous, we need for safe driving ...

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Categories: function, allegory, allusion, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Neurons Fire At Will
The void beneath the synaptic cleft Place of precision warp and weft Neurons are space ships fired at will With dying breath then they still Billions of neurons drive my brain Trying to understand~it is in vain Neurons are sparking as I contemplate What next to write then I vacillate. Second by second day after day Neurons are friends as I wend my...

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Categories: function, introspection, space,
Form: Rhyme
The Function of Police
I hear a lot of shrill people these days saying that we should defund the police, as if these people just disappearing would somehow make all of our troubles cease. I could point out things would be a sheer hell if law enforcement was to disappear, but that truth is obvious to most people, there’s another one that’s not quite so clear. We...

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Categories: function, conflict, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Autopsia
"See for yourself" It is obvious that -if only- we were to list the functions of the eyes, we would need a lot of time to get to see....

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Categories: function, color, confusion, courage, creation,
Form: Ekphrasis
Fulfill Your Function
C-hoose to fulfill your function, E-ven though it's difficult; L-et your performance be fine, E-radicating your life's fault. S-imply fulfill your function, T-o show your trust and love; E-liminate the negligence, giving glory to the Father above. F-aithfully fulfill your function, E-arly eighth of February; D-on't let your fervor fade, E-arnestly please the Almighty. R-emain firm and steadfast,...

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Categories: function, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
The Function Pow of X To the Y
pow(x,y) You can create a function to relate the value of x raised to power y. One clever way to exponentiate is to repeat a simple multiply. If y is zero, just return a one— for ev’ry number, that will be the case. And when y equals one, your work is done— the answer will be x, your starting base. For ev’ry other value...

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Categories: function, computer, math,
Form: Verse
February, a Function of Time
A dream that passes once is not much worthy of the pen, but I've seen you so much more; tonight I will again. I want to try and trust you, though I pause and hesitate, even in my slumber, I still tremble at the gate. You are so fair and wonderful, and what am I to you? Surely just...

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Categories: function, dream, february, happy, love,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Too Smart To Function
Beyond the loot and entities There's really only you and me Dumb bald apes With brains too big...

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Categories: function, humor, introspection,
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Exponential Decay Function
Spring is in its prime again each leaf beautiful much is edible birds and peepers are musical at dawn. The days walk slowly toward Utah and Italy. My left nut hurts. Joy overwrites death. Well, well. You're well alone in your brain only a negligible fraction escaping as words and actions. Every leaf that's coming out is out. Including the self to the west and south a golem, mandragon, an...

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Categories: function, beautiful, bird, day, death,
Form: Free verse

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