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Next To Heaven
I can imaginethat clouds are reallyupside down icebergscrossing the skyand that Newfoundlandlays next to heaven. I can imaginethat the smell of wildflowerscome to usby passing shipson infinite horizonsthat our ancestors steer. I can wish on starsthat fall from the night skykeeping their promise in my heartas the night wind carry dreamsthat fill the minds and…
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Cooksville Creek
a wooded area with a little creekcaptures the imagination of a childa day’s solace could be foundor tears hidden away from inquisitive eyes.even death visits and speaksnot yet childso endurance is the day’s lesson. laughter fades when the streetlights come onas slow-footed children make their way home.twilight’s gleaming applauds their effortsas the night chariots stream…
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Post Cards
Your post card was received yesterdayStir, stop. was written on the back.Nothing else followed but the post mark.Prince Albert, Saskatchewan.I tapped the edge and wondered why?On the front was an old picture of two peopleportaging at Spring Lake. Was the picture on the front suppose to be us?Am I supposed to remember something?I am many…
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The Goddess of My Heart
The Goddess of my hearthas stolen my senses.In the depth of her eyes, I fallnever to be foundfor her beauty is as infiniteas her love.
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A.I. Zero-Sum Hypothesis
I was kicking around with the idea of a glass ceiling. The preliminary was run through A.I. (Google Search) , mostly for entertainment purposes, but also to see if there is anything comparable. As I did I could see the possibility of a “Zero-Sum Situation” developing in the future. Will A.I’s capabilities outweigh human expression…
The Poet's House 