Cosy (a British acrostic poem)

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Cuddling underneath his fleece blankie he smiled

Outside the wind is shaking the windows wanting in

Sound of the crackling flames in the fireplace lull him almost to sleep

Yawning he shut off the TV.  He wanted to live in that moment forever.

Hammock (an acrostic poem)

 

Hanging in the breeze without a care in the world.

As my drink perspires from all the hard work we are doing,

My mind wanders the cosmos.

Making connections that James Burke would be proud of.  (Look him up.)

Only the rustling of leaves and birds doing actual tweets break the reverie.

Can this solace last forever?

Kidding.  Child number two flops onto me, dumping us both onto the ground.

 

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Beast (an acrostic poem)

Boy, he was so beautifully handsome that it almost hurt her eyes

Everything about his appearance was just so perfect

And all he wanted was to be with her, forever.  A dream come true

So when he showed his darker side it caught her by surprise.  The nightmares began

They only ended when the monster sunk his claws into her mind and her will died

 

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Rebecca (an acrostic poem)

Really can’t believe you said “I do”

Even though it was twenty-three years ago

Because I still hear the echoes of those words every day

Each touch and smile deepen my bond to you

Could never imagine not taking this journey with you

Counting myself blessed beyond any measure

Always and forever yours.

 

 

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Inspired (an acrostic poem)

Imagination unleashed upon the universe

Never accepting preexisting boundaries

Seeking to push into the forever

Perceptions shift on the sands of time

Redefining new realities

Enabling us to lurch forward

Determining an undetermined future

 

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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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