High Road

I love to travel
here and there
today I took the highroad
it was empty and bare
not a single car, bus or taxi
no hikers
most certainly no poets of credibility
I have learned the highroad 
to be void of all traffic
just little old me
with my linguini penguin, a bot or two
my trusty algorithm from India
why they might say my story is
the wizard of artificial intelligence
in the land of Galilee

allahcreationdeepintegrityphilosophyfree verse

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Duke Beaufort

October 19, 2024 at 4:35 PM

Arthur, I'm sure it is always pretty lonely there. If you get a chance to see the film, "American Fiction" (I think it's on Amazon), you will get some reinforcement. The film won the academy award for best adapted screenplay and reveals a lot about society. It's unusual in our world of action films.

Eve Roper

October 11, 2024 at 10:55 AM

Your poem different than usual, enjoyed reading. Blessings my friend

Michael Tor

October 11, 2024 at 8:58 AM

Clever theme Arthur. AI seems to be the topic these days. Reading the Poetry soup Blog Ai was the major topic. People were venting out their frustrations against it. It is everywhere and growing. Thanks for this clever piece Arthur...

Evelyn Judy Buehler

October 10, 2024 at 5:04 PM

Arthur, I enjoyed reading this impressive poem, with its zinger of an ending. Thank you for sharing. :)

Jan Allison

October 10, 2024 at 7:40 AM

you creased me up Art, and I am sure that cute lil penguin will be smiling down on you . am fed up of bots/ talk of AI and folk taking the moral high ground, i am just a lowly poop poet on the road to somewhere extremely hot but at least I wont meet bigots and hypocrites in heaven lol. hugs jan xx