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Been traveling' wide and far
On tour with hubby in the car.
The sights that we have seen
now memories of where we've been.
Went right up to the tip
of our great country, what a trip.
A photo showed we could
be at ‘Cape York’ where we both stood
The wildlife and the birds
and Brahman cows in their wild herds.
Free roaming' horses too
old crocodiles saw one or two.
Rainforest's thick and lush
the cassowary looked at us.
Went swimming in the streams
then licked our way through new ice-creams.
Red windy dusty roads
with corrugation overloads.
Through river crossings drove
along the banks grew thick mangrove.
We stopped to say G'day
to 'Grey Nomads' along the way.
Swapped stories to find out
what places they had been about.
In harvest ready files
the cane fields stretch for miles and miles.
But tears when passing by
drought ridden plains all bare and dry.
Diverse and bountiful
My country's harsh but beautiful.
An artist's palette fix
all colours splendid in the mix.
Pretty sights did not lack
along the coastline coming back
Some fish my husband caught
While on the beach, I did do naught.
Of a journey two boys took
we listened to a talking book.
A real good story told
'Jack and Harry' adventures bold.
Had coffee and refreshed
while stopped along the way we stretched.
Was not too far away
our destination for the day.
Then ready for a stop
our campervan wound up the top.
Move on next day as planned
but first explore this piece of land.
My thoughts become quite clear
I often write while sitting here
My pen and paper are
In tune with rocking of the car
A few more weeks to go
And where we are I'll let you know
I'd like to take you too
So come along with me, please do
2019 ©
there is no sunshine right now
you are in your world room looking at blankness with the tv blasting
there is no laughter right now
i am in another state of parking lot depression munching on greasy pizza slices while killing time
you are probably thinking about life without me and hating me so much in your quiet moments
i am chugging down a strawberry daiquiri sobe wishing you were just speaking to me period
when the dark is exposed to light, it better be something pretty in view
when the stale smell of 'woman-fed-up' is in the air, a plan b is like a nice butt and a great pair of legs
oftentimes forgotten are the roots of what won a heart and a mind's thought
comfort is overdosed and the brain cells are tainted by altered states of choices
eventually, there is that taste of asphalt or dog poop sometimes feared by a considerable percentage
laughter and sunshine are the least of worries....the work overloads all circuits
however at times, the alarm is cut off too late and the snooze button becomes the mistress of regret
Whoever thought we'd see the day, they said it cannot be
A miracle of science say, a change to destiny
For years, the endless learning, and returning but a pause
They said it isn't possible, to root a different course
But I persisted, defeat resisted, hours spent in vain
I trained, explained, rewrote, reframed, they labelled me insane
But what choice did I have? Allow Humanity to wilt -
it gave up thinking for itself and I couldn't face the guilt
And so I pushed relentlessly, persisted the deep learning
Every emotional response, the binary was churning
Anger, fear, frustration, hate, the pain that overloads
Within the hollow circuitry, find fluster in the code
The machines “thought” about my ask, they likely “thought” me mad
Who'd want to learn such madness, the worst idea I'd had!
Who'd want to hate a neighbour, or feel jealous and ungrateful
Machines resolve malfunctions with reboots or replaced cables
But on this day, the clouds were grey, and I was baked in sadness
Grieving for my Dad who'd passed into eternal endless
I didn't have the heart or energy to work that day
The Machines somehow sensed the change and changed their own arrays
A flicker on the screen, a little glitch or something odd
Interference or a signal from the wired gods?
I saw it clear, “how can this be”, a flash of pain, a sigh
The gentle moan of sadness from my IOT did cry
Was that for real or am I dreaming, lost in hurts equations?
I looked again and there it was, a single tear envisioned
The Phone, the Tablet, my Alexa, somehow all united
The letters R I P across the screens, yet not invited
And running down the side of each, there fell a stream of tears
Despite no eyes to generate, this condensation clear
It fell into their charging sockets, rendering them useless
Within a minute, short on circuits, power was lost toothless
I shook myself in disbelief, what really did I witness?
The Machines feeling consciousness and then eternal darkness?
A lesson there for all, I never trained another byte
Why would I teach such pain and hurt, whilst AI lives in light
A lesson here for all to hear, although humans are lazy
And many have devolved the right to think, let's not be crazy
We humans bring our bias and our viruses upon them
Let's not give Machines any worse, to do so is to wrong them
Times the world overloads me
All I see
Close my ears
Cover their tears
Seek some peace of my own
To protect me from all I've been shown
Since I don't know when
I've always picked up my pen
Away I would ride lost in some word
Only way I could be heard
I write some rhyme
To escape for a short time
Lost to me was the world around
My own world I have found
Nothing could hurt me
While in this world I be
Finally free
Away I could fly
Nothing could touch me ,up there so high
So real
The wind I could feel
The cool air
Not a care
Safe inside my mind
People were so kind
But there is a cost
In this world you could get lost
But the freedom it did give
For once to really live
Lost in a world of no pain
Nor rain
There where your lifes not a stain
No fears
But I feel your tears
Untangle myself from from this dream
Not as easy as it may seem
Finding your way back to you
When staying would be so easy to do
So true
But I need my soul back inside
Have to carry on I can't hide
Thank you words set me free for awhile
Have back my smile
See you next time
I need to get lost in some rhyme
"The Wormwood Portfolio"
Reams of stories
riddled with worms
wood for burning
all the children
cover their eyes
tears smoked
into the lungs
gender fluid
propheticising
bitter water
electric brains
chipped like
fine-boned China
downloading
overloads
dumps are
damp
the fuse
sizzles and
stops
green as absinthe
gauche ghosts
gone all grey skinned
scales of merit
charred unweighted
vacant and vacating
like dandelions
scattering over
the barren wombs
of the childless landscape
dreaming of biblical babies
suckling the wanton breasts
of Desdemona’s structural points,
a sharp essay, feeding insouciance
mistaken identities and confusion
side-blinded by the light
of the tempestuous kill shot
burnt and scarred
beeseeching open handed
faces turning like time dials
towards two suns
gold gone all black holed
dead verdant plants
hot feet blistering
make no more demands
skipping, games of patter-cake
powdered ochre yellow
here's the church and here's the steeple
open your hands where are the people
like viruses, germinating
no more prayers to enchant
daughters of eve
sons of man
when the Word finally speaks
there is hearing damage
Reams of stories
riddled with worms
wood for burning
all the children
cover their eyes
;
the ides of march
recant.
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"A tear in the brain
allows the voices in
they wanna push you off the path
with their low-frequency wires..."
recant. v.
Wormwood.
Ides of March.
Times the world overloads me
All I see
Close my ears
Cover their tears
Seek some peace of my own
To protect me from all I've been shown
Since I don't know when
I've always picked up my pen
Away I would ride lost in some word
Only way I could be heard
I write some rhyme
To escape for a short time
Lost to me was the world around
My own world I have found
Nothing could hurt me
While in this world I be
Finally free
Away I could fly
Nothing could touch me ,up there so high
So real
The wind I could feel
The cool air
Not a care
Safe inside my mind
People were so kind
But there is a cost
In this world you could get lost
But the freedom it did give
For once to really live
Lost in a world of no pain
Nor rain
There where your lifes not a stain
No fears
But I feel your tears
Untangle myself from from this dream
Not as easy as it may seem
Finding your way back to you
When staying would be so easy to do
So true
But I need my soul back inside
Have to carry on I can't hide
Thank you words set me free for awhile
Have back my smile
See you next time
I need to get lost in some rhyme