Not original

Stone to AI – Ages lined updifferent worldsnot-so-different denizensdefining, redefining themselvesin responsenot as an original thought We walk through each ageabsorb, like, dislike and walk outrefined, restructured, modifiedto face the next incarnation I stop in my tracksA time traveller left a clueto instigate researchdifferent assumptions,not-so-different conclusions We walk out just as uncertainas we were when … Continue reading Not original

Patience is Reverence

Large mountain sign reading REFUGE above an alpine valley

Applause grows louderwhen you share articlesyou never bothered to read,yet recommendas wisdom worth following. Conviction sounds strongestwhen repeating opinionspolished by the crowd,never testedagainst the friction of thought. The greatest fraudsrarely deceive others first;They perfect the artof rehearsing lies untilperformance is seen as character Truth collects no followers.It simply waits,patient as a climberfor every mask to … Continue reading Patience is Reverence

We won’t come out

Cemetery entrance arch marked “WE WON’T COME OUT” above gravestones

I want to switch off all sounds that plant negativity in vulnerable minds. But I share the house with others, and need to give them their space. My insides keep churning restlessly. There comes a night when the world wants to show its most horrific face.  They also want to see the ugliness in others … Continue reading We won’t come out

Final Moments

Envelopes labeled “fragments,” “Memories,” “wounds,” “Secret,” and “fragments Secret” surround glowing broken porcelain.

my broken parts inside bags, known only to meget rattled by mockery, abuse and reactI encase them in covers, pretty and inertto flatter unnamed others; to silence my depths appreciated masks preen, assumed perfectionharmonious avatars disguise turbulencethe end of celebration demands peaceful sleeppeeled layers of approval fall by the wayside Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. … Continue reading Final Moments

Butterfly Touch

Tonightlet us conjure a scene from the pastevocativeenough to draw skeletons from the gravehonestenough to solve mysteriesincisiveenough to complete a story Tonightlet the Moon bridge gapsbetween the past and presentbuild a bridge to meet the futureat a paceslow enough to leave footprintsfast enough to remain updated Tomorrowlet the morning Sun be surprisedby honest transformationsoutside its … Continue reading Butterfly Touch

AI Answers

Hey, AI Me: Why do emotional states fluctuate in humans? AI: Emotions fluctuate because they’re not fixed traits. They’re the output of a system that constantly monitors your body and surroundings and adjusts your state to match. Several layers contribute: Biological rhythms and chemistry Hormones like cortisol, serotonin, dopamine, and sex hormones rise and fall … Continue reading AI Answers

Honest

Wooden witness stand with microphone in a traditional courtroom

Monika smirked as reporters packed the gallery. “Nobody would be surprised if a bullet caused bedlam in the courtroom. But here it was a description deemed to be offensive.” The transcript glowed on every screen. The accused hadn’t shouted or lied. She had called the president “below average.” Gasps rippled harder than gunfire. By noon, … Continue reading Honest

Tiptoeing

Glowing crystal pathway winding through a dark cavern toward sunlight

I tiptoe like an uninvited guestin a partywhere I was dropped from the skyJeez, I did not gatecrashthis place is crazier than imagination I tiptoe lest the ground partsunderground sounds are scarier than HellI check my wings for reactivationbut someone up there holds controlsneeds to see where I was dropped I tiptoe for souls with … Continue reading Tiptoeing

Point of No Return

Remove the blindfolds slowly, lest bright light blinds me again. I’ve crawled underground for ages, not because the gates were shut, but I was not aware that another world exists. I wonder if I was genetically programmed, or cultivated in the petri-dish of ignorance and inactivity. I did not see a reason to suspect anybody’s … Continue reading Point of No Return

Bonds that set free

Abstract watercolor composition with flowing crimson lines and pale washes

He watched her back as she walked out of the door, knowing he would always have her back without letting her know. Not very long ago, she had arrived broken, certain she would drown in the weight of grief, and he offered what she lacked most - a steady shore where she could rest her … Continue reading Bonds that set free