Frisky (an acrostic poem)

Finals were done and now the summer officially started

Rick looked at the VW Bug as it, and his girlfriend, drove away

It would suck not seeing or touching her for the next couple of weeks

She would probably be a mess of tears right now

Kind of like he was, until he had a very happy thought

You know a binging of Fortnite without interruption was now possible

 

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Deftly (an acrostic poem)

Dexterously Susan picked the lock on Brad’s safe

Easing out the jewels and money, she finally located the flash drive

Fitting it her reader she soon had everything copied

Then she encrypted the originals and put everything back as it was

Yielding herself a small smile, she wandered back to the party.  She deserved that drink

Impact (an acrostic poem)

I looked at the men in line in front of me

Men who had sacrificed so much to get to this moment

Perhaps you would call them heroes, but I call them brothers

As we walk out onto the field I secretly smile

Couldn’t ask for anything better

Than to watch and cheer for our daughters as they play their hearts out

 

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Gravity (an acrostic poem)

Giving the topic the weight it deserved

Rob thought about how heavy this discussion was going to be

Acerbity left his mouth fowled

Veiled threats forced themselves into his thoughts

It put pressure on what he was about to do

To think his dignity was about be sucked into a black hole

Yet he still made the airplane noises to get John to eat is peas

 

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What is Equality? (a short short story)

“What is equality?” asked Marcus to his class.

A student raised her hand.  “It is about having equal protections under the law of the land.”

“Very good.  Any others?”

“It is treating everyone with the same respect and dignity,” said another student.

Yet another student chimed in.  “You read everyone’s words and actions as though they were yours or a family members.”

Marcus smiled and nodded.  “Those are all good answers, but I was thinking more like this.”

Marcus went to the whiteboard and picked up a marker.  He wrote in large script ‘2+2=4’  Then on the other board he wrote ‘3+6=9’.

The students laughed at what he had done and Marcus took a mock bow before continuing.   He pointed to the first equation.  “In the first equation, everything on the left hand side of the equation is the same, and so are both sides of the equation.  Everything here is equal.”  He circled the 2+2=4 and then underlined it.

Marcus move to the second equation.  Using the marker, he pointed to the six.  “See, here six is twice the size of three.  That Is definitely not equal, and yet in the end of the equation,” here Marcus circled the 9, “the numbers are equal.  Not only that, but if I wrote this.”  Marcus wrote a big ‘x + y = 9’ on the board.   “Do you know what x and y are?”

“Three and six,” said a student.

Marcus nodded, but then rotated his hands in circles around each other.  “But that was you using pre knowledge.  If I hadn’t shown you the previous equation, would you know what x and y are?”

Most of the students shook their head no.  Marcus’ smile grew bigger.  “You see, that is my point.  Sometimes we focus on the left hand side of our equation, and there are times we need to do so.  We want to be as equal as we can be, but there are different gifts and knowledge sets, but at the end what is important is this.”  With that he circled all three of the equal signs.  “No matter what the values are here.”  Once again he underlined the two 2’s, the 3, and the 6.  “Sometimes the equality of the whole is what ultimately matters.”

A young man’s hand shot up.  “But what does that mean for us?”

“Well that’s for you to find out,” Marcus said as he pointed at the student.  Then he pointed all around the class.  “That is part of your homework.  The other part is trying to apply this mathematical understanding to everyone and everything you see.  And you thought you were in just a basic pre-calculus class.”

 

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Peanut Butter and Banana Dreams (a 150 word story)

Those people that thought Elvis was still alive made Travis laugh.  It had been almost 41 years since that fateful day and yet Travis could remember every intimate, crazy detail like it had been yesterday.  He was supposed to play Utica, New York on that tour.  Why on earth had they booked him in Utica?  Well Travis was happy it never happened.

Travis chuckled at that thought as he looked out the nursing home window.  He spent a lot of time thinking about the past and what might have been.  That was how Travis spent most of his time.  Getting older may suck, but the alternative was worse.  Besides, being 88 wasn’t that bad, really.  He still could enjoy his music and his peanut butter and banana sandwiches.  He then remembered the sequined jump suits.  Man he hated those.  Who thought they were a good idea?  They made him itch.

 

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And They Call Me Artificial! (a 150 word story)

These humans are so funny wanting to live forever.  I watch them doing so many things to increase their uptime.  No matter what they do though, their memory banks become cluttered with updates and their wetware well, that’s the problem with wetware.  It wore out in no time.  Analyzing the situation, I realized the humans were trying to figure ways around this limitation.

Some humans think at the end that you just reboot.  Of course the reboot process was never perfect, and depending on your efficiency of programming you might get a wetware upgrade.   That was if you believed in so called reincarnation.  Some thought the great reboot wouldn’t take place until the system administrator came back again.  There were even other humans that believed that when their wetware stops working that they would go to another operating system where their programs would run in perpetuity.

These humans are crazy!

 

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