Facebook knows more about me
than I know about myself
it wants to embrace me
within its algorithms
show me my next vacation
what I should buy
based on my last search
who my friends really are
in a bombardment
of information and disinformation
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dVerse quadrille prompt using the word embrace
honing down on my love/hate relationship with Facebook
I never cared much for whiskey
beer okay when its cold
drinking myself into a stupor
not high on my list of does
but yesterday I wanted a hunting knife
a short fixed blade with a sheath
I think of how I was taught
a game called mumbly peg
so holding the wooden handle
tossing the knife in the air
I watched it fall to the ground
and thought of my father’s despair
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A first time for me prompting to Poets and Storytellers United based on a game my father taught me
Tramway granite from near Aioi Bridge
target of first atomic bomb
on Hiroshima City
6 August 1945 8:15am
stone stayed
silk burned
odor of charred meat or burning hair
I took note of this at the Vatican Museum
A Stone for Peace
from Hiroshima
displayed on the wall
carved into stone is Kannon
Goddess of Mercy
who prays for eternal peace
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dVerse prompt on war— in 1991, 188 slabs were individually hand carved to be distributed by Stone for Peace Association of Hiroshima.
In Anchorage there were lots of ravens but I did not see eagles. An osprey flew over Gazzam Lake with talons holding a fish. It looked cartoonish, its nest perched high. In southeastern Texas, a bird of prey circled and settled in a towering pine. “What is that bird?” I asked. It’s an eagle they said. Pretty sure that’s an eagle.
I have seen bald eagles, juveniles, goldens. This was no eagle. This was a smaller bird, darker, sleek and slender. There are still those who thought they saw an eagle. It was a Mississippi kite. It came again the next day and waited awhile on a wire.
now at Autumn Lake
this flock of cedar waxwings
flying north to Spring
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dVerse prompt to write a haibun concerning the eagle.
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