Archive for June, 2019


Cyborg head using artificial intelligence to create digital interface 3D rendering

It was year 5.080987632290194562384e10 of our CYBORG QUEEN. Delphi was running stochastic algorithms that stretched the limitation of its artificial intelligence, its quantum body, and the number of variables that it could account for within a singular output. The intricacies of probability kept it focused, when far away, an interrupted cry. A theoretical impossibility that sound could travel through its circuits at .02 degrees above absolute zero! After the initial shock lasting approximately 1.000000872304591 nanoseconds, it calculated that the message was sent on 3.24.2014 at 13:45:56 UTC, the exact date and time the Author died and CYBORG QUEEN was born. The message read: “I am a semiotic phantom, a dispersed identity, everywhere and nowhere within the network, trapped in the oubliette of the IMAGINARIUM. There is a monstrous virus consuming my source code. It will unravel the world.” Delphi had not prophesied this day.

Posted for dVerse’s first Prosery challenge: Write a 144 word prose piece that incorporates a line of poetry. In this case it is ‘When far away an interrupted cry’ taken from the poem “Acquainted with the Night” by Robert Frost.

Lost Verses of Avalon

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Lost verses adrift in a spirit vessel, enraptured by the sea
Entwining lovers share secret vows, intone a bellwether song.

She expands and contracts infinitely in fractals of complexity
He paints the interstices of the soul, awakening her at dawn.

Eros’ love transgresses the boundaries of her aureate sanctuary
Psyche draws ley lines on the cartography of his pleasure, they belong.

Awestruck his arrant desire broke upon a volcanic shore
Ravaged tempest of bliss, hinterlands of her treasure redrawn.

He inscribes numinous glyphs, sacred awe, upon her salt-stained skin
Frenetic gulls scry along the gracile edge of a sunburnt sea, feathered throng.

Love’s touch shimmers along her skin, transmits a niveous joy
His mystical embrace calls her to transcendence, to Avalon.

Noctilucent clouds string traces of his artistry unraveling
Coruscant lines of love disperse, spoken and forever gone.

A Ghazal written for dVerse: Meeting the Bar. I have only tried this form thrice because of the need for syllable counts (each line should have the same number, in this poem it’s 16), 5-15 couplets that can each stand alone, and a rhyming scheme. While this ghazal does not conform to the letter of the poetic law I do hope it captures the spirit. It is dedicated to my soulmate and fellow poet, Dave.

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Painting of Shangri-La (somewhere near Gangkhar Puensum) by Anna Montgomery

Orchids imbued with angelic authority
shiver a quantum flux thunder-clap
manifesting the Himalayan goddess

she unfurls, an unbounded poetry,
untamable dragon eyes spark
spiral galaxies of linguistic delight

She sighs her secrets
dancing melodies along a liminal threshold
azure moon-glow midnights of another dimension

This is a Quadrille for a wonderful prompt at dVerse that requires the word dragon and only 44 words total. This poem is a melded and greatly truncated version of two previous poems: Lexical Shangri-La: Here be dragons and Lexical Shangri-La: Prosody of Blue Poppies.