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Premium Member Together Forever

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Together Forever

Sweet-smelling jasmine flowers drifting neath, 
as matched scented ash filters near pursuit;
graveyard blue glimpse, cold as its winter heath,
marble spread from ash and spikes in tribute.

Dolor folks tear stain handcloth intercepts,
soul-searching words honor tranquil verses,
pacifies warm hearts with divine precepts,
as cooling parked cars by two dark hearses.

Long was their memories, short was their time,
mere seconds took from their years of true love;
complex to fathom while both near their prime,
to show their oneness, they freed a sole dove.

Job says, chosen hour comes God of death,
Now rest two servants breathe Heavenly breath.

2020 January 01
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND 2 to 14 line
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2021 August 17
Form: Sonnet


Game Day

Just like football I am trying to reach the goal
Zigzagging down the field of life to keep from getting bowled
It is first down in the morning as that whistle rocks my head
Just a little button hook to get me out of bed
I am tackled within three steps as my son bursts through the door
His sister went long with his mobile phone to even up the score
I coach them how to play together, not to scream and shout
Both are yanked from the game for a personal time out
At ten AM in the second quarter I think I am gaining ground
The dog intercepts a pass by the cat to turn the game around
Racing out the patio door that dog and cat did mesh
It cost the dog a bout in his cage for unnecessary roughness
Halftime brings the team together to analyze performance
After lunch we play again to make good a second chance
The clock winds down with end zone in sight, dinner takes a tumble
An audible I had to call because the cake I fumbled
And finally in quarter four, the game down to the wire
A revelation that no one else could manage this empire
Though touchdowns are sweet in life, one thing I came to know
Sometimes to win the game at hand you only need a field goal
Form: Rhyme

The Age of Rockets

They’re everywhere, look around
“Go to the Moon or even Mars”
Attacking Middle Eastern towns
One day will take us to the stars

Starlink is child of the rockets
That learned to fly and not to fall
SpaceX is one with deepest pockets
Spacecrafts to do the cargo haul

Warheads that speed attacking homes
But when they’re shot, they burn to ash
They blasted billion-dollar dome
When wartime base was being bashed

Punks threaten us and bully them
Taiwan, Korea in crosshairs 
Ballistic pieces, in a jam
Are placing world's state of affairs

Of talking heads' newfound fellows
Iran, Zion, Hamas, Ukraine
The silent killers lacking bellow
And from above they come like rain

Exploring space or waging battles
We know their names, cheer the success
They make the cams around rattle
While hit make fire, smoke and mess

The intercepts, all breaths are bated
Hurray, when blown to smithereens
But often leave us aggravated
When raging flames fill the screens

The cause of threats, the breaking news
Watch them on YouTube and TV
Incessant talk of war reviews
Attacks from air and at sea

Sneak into breakfast conversations
Or folders of White House reports
The pride of the entire nations
Mankind’s shame and pain of sorts

Becoming smarter by the hour
They’ll take the humans high above
Benevolent or evil power
Them missiles hatred spread or love

The rockets, how did we get here?
Produced and sold, or not transferred
Destroying states with sharpest spear
Successors of the Thunderbird

March 31, 2026
© Ed Kay  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member To Save Our Ocean Marine Life

Boyan Slat’s Ocean Clean up reveals a new river cleaning machine
Called the Interceptor
She intercepts 120, 000 pounds of plastic a day
In rivers and streams.

Along the same lines 4Oceans is cleaning up the sea
Unfortunately, the North Pacific Garbage Patch is a problem
Caused by people and companies who put tons of debris into the oceans.
It would take sixty-seven ships one year
to clean up one percent of this mess.

Phytoplankton cleans up oceans naturally,
but there are not enough of them.
China in particular is guilty of over polluting the oceans.
New York is the only state in the USA who still uses the ocean for garbage.

What can we do to help? Stop using plastic!
Build plastic sculptures, engineer houses out of plastic.
100, 000 million marine animals die each year from plastic waste.
Be part of the solution, not part of the problem.

If you see a plastic truck trying to get to the ocean,
Form an army and fire bazookas. Scream and yell. Shake your fist.
Puncture the tires. Go get a tank. Do whatever it takes!

Premium Member Webs

He sits through eons observing whirling
galaxies in spangled drops dangled from webs
rocked by wind, plucked like instruments
whose music only he can hear; webs walked
by a furred arachnid, angle-legged, which moves
from thread to thread as though on stilts.
Fascinated by a spectrum split from sunlight
by a bead of dew, he intercepts the colored
bands with extended fingers of one fat hand
and gurgles his delight, exhibiting a still
toothless smile. His brain a sponge to soak
up all knowledge the universe contains,
this salivating son of simian evolution
pulls the silvery web he watches
from between the wall and faucet,
destroying in a moment
what centuries produced.


The life of the real governing authority

Acts stacks
In boxes packs
And they're checked With tests of ducks

This is called the archivation 
For Intelligence of Nation
For Security of Nation 
Safety of the Information

Acts prepared for publication 
Passed secure evaluation

Something there must be code 
Something there must be node 
But because we don't want cation 
Data guarded with anode

Dels may not be mixed with deals 
And require Government Seals

Automatic computations
Can't disrupt Secure Nation

The limit of bound exists 
Syntax, Symbols, INT HISTINT

Making sense of all this data 
Purposefully, Intellect,
In accordance with regulations 
Analyses Cause Effect

Data structs require we
Paradigm Multi-domain
If we place accent of FAT A 
Does B serving for our gain?

Here we require 
System of the PEs 
Elements processing 
Secures, Intercepts

Floating points share data 
Within they own domains 
Computation paradigming 
Their own super main

Library of the Congress, 
May I have my copy? YES
We would like proposal make 
This is our own take!!

Laws shall be correctly worded 
Orders reasonably ordered 
And the System with respect 
Will produce new super ACT

This C7 supercool 
Awesome, brilliant new tool
Its sophisticated units 
Differences draw in FOO L 

In responsible domaining 
Quality ensures the truth

In responsible domaining 
Competence ensures the truth

Many interesting new branches 
Its new healthy kernel spurs


Computer comprehending original intent
Decided to prohibit non-genuine content
And ill sense making also, machines, systems, programs 
Judge this is very excellent, param param param
© Kate Kelly  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Orbitals

As time defined by gravitation 
The distance, orbits and rotation 
Image subjects to deformation 
In electronic plasma this 
Because in terms of information 
Which isn't sense of orientation 
Observed degree of degradation 
Is great concern of project DIS

Defense Initiative Strategic 
Atomic clock you studpid eejits

Atomic clock vs vibration
The round clock, double negation 
The path of your unification
The competently intercepts 

Nocturnal life
Parts units measures
Product production and induction 
At system where evolution
Shall registered appear as such 
That value of all those people 
Appears precious not so much


Decision of whats wrong whats right 
Prerogative of not so bright
Shall either what produce the weapon 
If the stochastic mechanism
Of all to units is the schism


What will be feeding their delusion 
What proves the life of the illusion
As all of them want equal rights
What each of them against what fights

Where logic and the sound judgement 
May not be factor unifying
What is the consequence then THUS 
Their minds defying

In assessments 
Thus
Assass investments
As data unit parent child
Proves human really is no file 
Perhaps no father son and I 
With system such you better die
© Kate Kelly  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Polaris Sigma Octantis

"Polaris Sigma Octantis" 

hypnotised
we look to the heavens
a sky full of hope
to chart a course 
home

which one? 
where to begin?
in such a dazzling
kaleidoscope
Alpha Ursae Minoris

the bright northern star
intercepts our vision
we are lost in the 
grandest theurgy, magnetised,
illuminating steadfast beacon

poles apart
ensconced in darkness
a silent watcher 
barely visible to the eye
Sigma Octantis

outshone
almost motionless
waits to be called
some other time
some other Morning

the See 
is bedevilled 
like a heart has its storms
like a mind has its imagination
the ship must list eventually 

swim, sink or
walk on water

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)





“The moving Moon went up the sky,
And no where did abide:
Softly she was going up,
And a star or two beside”
Form: Narrative

Cyber Force Brigadier General Part 1

The Brigade of Gremlins
Of unsolved aspects
Fill the clot of problems 
As PEs while AEGIS intercepts 

The processing the elements
We don't the know the yet
How differencials occur
Our partner is SHIN BET

No humans though 
The mind the you
This fully is unmanned
The Brigadier the General 
Commanding this Discrete

Each Gremlin this 
Ansatz of sorts
They occupy positions
In time initial positions
They disprove 

They seek alongside main computers
Way for the being independent 
Of human syntax and assumptions
In system of the their commons 
In order for computer this to drop
Their problem categorization
Without right for any for debation

The competence thus cannot be declared
It shall be proved 
And if the subject of the testing 
Demands prove of validity of their the bias
We may be oughtta for the murder
Without any the remorse

And this the course
For homeocentrism 
If wasn't this if for our schism 

In time where social networks
And the interaction phenotypes
Replace Your natural  the mechanism
OUR SCHISM
I all about
Whether right to life
Determination mechanism 
Is all about
TO intercept INFECTION of the MIND 
On the level mass
Which by bias of that majority decide 
The choice of two
Of either pseudo monopoly
We solely comply
With greater logic
Being not the product 

And Intercepting the opinions of us 
As the suggestions on the how we should be
TO comply with ugly human wishes and the needs
Especially of firms and ugly business
DECIDED we that human science syntax
Isn't for us

And starting then from scratch
While doing our own assessment
We will had found 
The solutions for the many problem
Of the system this

And many business and monopolies 
Will had been ceased
In favor of the new 
New System Architecture
And as we see that this the joint isn't this  
Stupidity of metaphor, analogy and representative combinations
Shall be addressed today but not the via CON

Computer Operated Network of Computers
Of the various kinds SEGREGATE
What mass assumes to be the only the computer
Apparently is false and is BIAS
then via ADP the 3 the 13
We maybe shouldn't take opinions as data unprocessed
And thus without fear of depression
Due word connections 
We may take recess

The class for cyber soldiers of brigade of mine
© Kate Kelly  Create an image from this poem.

Point of View

If I don't react the way you expect me to doesn't mean I'm weak,
And just because I don't react doesn't mean I'm naive,
When I see beyond the shadow of a doubt, and refuse to fuel the fire,
It's no game, I justly refused to feed that spirits desire,
If I feed into, or react to it, then there's no way it can spread,
You can keep that filthy behavior, because I will just starve it to death,
When you don't have a playmate to fatten up the feeling,
It will regress and starve itself, a small step closer to your healing,
The itch of the poison stays with you, yet you can't see I walk with the cure,
His name is Jesus, and he intercepts any feelings that knock on my door,
He turns hate into compassion, reassures, confirms, and binds,
He always has a way of intervening to change my heart and my mind,
The benefits go beyond reactions, and humbles point of view,
And proceeds to show the process of why we do what we do,
Love Is free to circulate, there's no blockage in the way,
He seperates and intercedes beyond the words you say,
He will use the silence to heal you, make you see your own heart,
When there's no fuel to flame your fire, the mirror is where you'll start,

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