Tag: aiart
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Blue
Duck egg In the beginning, there was only water, And from the water sprang the first life.A bright blue duck egg amongst the rushes,A sacred gift from the Mother of All.The egg was warm and full of potential It held within it the seeds of the world. The sun and moon, the stars and planets,The…
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Sleep
Restore, renew. Rest your weary head upon the pillow, Close your eyes and let your mind be still. For in the land of sleep, there is no sorrow, Only peace and quiet, all is still.The benefits of sleep are great indeed, For it restores and renews the soul. It gives the body time to heal…
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Perched
Some omen On a dead alder tree in winter snow, Cormorants perched in solemn pose, Their silhouettes black against the glow.The landscape stark, yet a beauty to know, The winter’s chill in the air that froze, On a dead alder tree in winter snow.The birds, some omen on that frosted meadow, Gazing over the frozen…
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Toad
Road Roulette A stoic toad sat on the road He did not care about the load Of cars and trucks that passed him by He did not flinch or blink or cry He had a calm and peaceful mind He did not seek or want or find He was content with what he had He…
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Intelligentsia
Canopy net In a world without people Where the trees are free to grow With screens on their trunks Sharing intelligence with one another At a slow pace. The leaves on their artificial limbs Will shiver with the thrill Of making beauty come alive In a silent symphony of light and color A tribute to…
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Mizmaze
Meditation Labyrinth On a hill near Winchester townThere lies a maze of ancient ground A single path that twists and turns A secret that no one discerns Some say it was a pagan rite To walk the maze by moonlit night And reach the center where they prayed To gods of earth and sun and…
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Trucking
Dazzled and inspired Trucking right through winter, the road gets white and slippy,But no giving up on a snowy runwhen delivering goods is tricky.The snowflakes fall like stars,they sparkle in the headlights,but they also hide the dangers,of wind and cold and ice.Feel the mountains looming, they hide among the clouds, they are menacing and mighty,concealed…
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Foals
Pegasus and Chryasoar In the fields of Elysium, where the blessed souls reside,Two winged foals are playing, with joy and grace and pride.One is white as snow, with feathers soft and pure,He is Pegasus, the son of Poseidon, swift and sure.The other is golden brown, with a mane of fiery red,He is Chrysaor, the brother…
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Dryad
Not alone She’s not a real dryad, but she looks like oneA hologram of light and colorShe sits on a mushroom that bears her nameA dryad’s saddle with a scaly coverShe likes this spot among the fernsWhere the air is damp and coolShe likes to see the other mushroomsThat grow around this rotting stoolThe chantrelles…
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Willow
In Arcadia In fair Arcadia’s verdant fieldsWhere streams of crystal water flowA shepherd rests his weary limbsBeneath a willow’s silver glowHe hears the gentle murmur ofThe rivers meeting at their sourceHe sees the bridge that spans acrossThe waters’ ever-changing courseHe knows not where the paths may leadThat branch out from this sacred spotHe cares not…
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