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Imagine Total Intelligence

November 28, 2009 – 12:47 pm

Billions of galaxies, and ours only one.
Each harboring untold numbers of planets, and
stars, and other mystic celestial creations.
The wonderment of it all can only be imagined.
Our tiny rock, powered by a relatively small sun.
We share it with innumerable insects, reptiles,
animals of all sorts, sea life, and fowl.
We’re the intelligent ones, or so it’s been said,
though [...]

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The Dream

November 28, 2009 – 12:41 pm

His sleep story came in vivid color on a dark
winter’s night.
Ancient in years, he lay alone
in his rickety bed clutching his only pillow
which, like him, was stained and creased from
time’s cruel assault. He knew his remaining days
were waning, the constant clock ticking them away,
but loneliness and age robbed any concern.
Sinking his head into the crusty [...]

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Ice Prodigy

November 23, 2009 – 1:24 pm

Introduced as a 13 year old, she waved, beaming,
as I thought she can’t be a day over 11. A slow
and somber sonata signaled her slow, soft glide
across the frozen floor.
Without a hint, Bach soon lashed out with fury,
his up tempo allegro sending her speeding, now
spinning, jumping, twisting, her arms and legs
seemingly connected as they moved [...]

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Fairly Fun and Laughter

November 23, 2009 – 1:19 pm

Whirling, spinning survivors, I couldn’t control my
laughter as I looked at Ann’s ashen face, her hair a
windblown forest, her tongue lapping back and forth
trying to lick off cotton candy plastered on both
cheeks. “You’re the bravest person I know” I
laughed, “who else would try to eat cotton candy
while riding the Octopus?”
We ambled on down the midway, [...]

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The Top

November 20, 2009 – 8:39 am

Bracing against freezing winds,
I slipped ice-encrusted goggles to
my forehead and peered, thunderstruck,
at thousands of blindingly-white
sharply-angled feet stretching out
below ours, down to the valley floor.
After minutes – was it an hour? – watery
eyes glanced sideways at my friend Don,
both of us grinning like six year olds
blowing out candles on a birthday cake.
Our fourth attempt. Our first [...]

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