Josh Alfred Poems

The A.I. upswings
And we human beings
Become as ants
- bugs that can't
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Jutting out, wrinkles on my face.
Are you in it to win it, with a pace and a chase?
What we produce becomes waste
Complete or as empty as space.
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The great wave came crashing in
Taking with it, all within

Waves rolling over
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An arcane vein flows through my brain
Cajoles names that play a lyrical game.
They decide to entwine or cause a great divide
Between themselves and others that abide.
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Mother earth in autumn
Has entered her dying phase,
And goes out colorful.
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Somersaulting ocean plays a tune.
I sprawl out on wet sand.
I let the water know my toes
Ocean dances with the land
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Eager like a child
Ardently advancing
Heart racing wild
Future end enhancing
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If all the world were blind,
And I were as well,
I don't think I could find,
My love, nor love foretell
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I looked and there sat heaven still
Despite my life, my place, my change
And graceless chaos of my will
Stars shone on, and beauty still bathed
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There was a kitten in that cat
There was seed in that tree
There was a child in my shoes
There was a lover next to me
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