I composed and published the following poem live on Twitter today as an experiment in spontaneous poetry transmission via social media networking.
"Bird Mind" was transmitted compu-telepathically in a total of 5 tweets (Twitter messages). Each message length being 140 characters maximum. Four lines could fit in each individual message.
Bird Mind
"I have no wings, I cannot fly"
I said to the bird up in the sky.
"Fly with Mind" the bird then said.
At that moment, all fear went dead.
"I have no hands, I cannot write",
the bird told me late one night.
"Write with Mind", I told that bird.
He writes mentally word by word.
"I have no movement, cannot walk",
said the statue in the chalk.
"With your image you still talk"
I replied without a balk.
"I have no teeth, I cannot eat"
said the book that was complete.
"Consuming time is no small feat,"
I replied in the desert heat.
"I have no face, I can't be seen",
said the song from in between.
"Look at how you make me gleam",
said I as I became the dream.
I said to the bird up in the sky.
"Fly with Mind" the bird then said.
At that moment, all fear went dead.
"I have no hands, I cannot write",
the bird told me late one night.
"Write with Mind", I told that bird.
He writes mentally word by word.
"I have no movement, cannot walk",
said the statue in the chalk.
"With your image you still talk"
I replied without a balk.
"I have no teeth, I cannot eat"
said the book that was complete.
"Consuming time is no small feat,"
I replied in the desert heat.
"I have no face, I can't be seen",
said the song from in between.
"Look at how you make me gleam",
said I as I became the dream.
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