Cyber Family Poetry Soup
Set those keys to pounding.
With astute and clever thoughts.
Get the keyboard’s humming,
Through words, commas, dots.
Poetry Soup starts blooming,
With life, love and will.
Sailing through cybernetics,
Right through Poetry-ville.
In the cyber fam’ly,
Friends both new and old,
Fellow writers and poets
Have stories to be told.
A certain camaraderie,
Cherished membership thrives.
Having common purposes,
With singles, husbands, wives.
Poetry styles and types,
All subjects under the sun.
Challenge the gifted poets,
Admittedly for fun.
The sky is the limit;
Reach out near and far.
You can, in cybernetics,
Hang your image on a star.
—James E. Tate, 2016
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