An AI Generated Image
The greatest story
Has a design so perfect
It's invisible
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Take Me With You
I've been here, my love. Watching, waiting. I've wanted to come to you, but I can't seem to break free of these wrought iron bars. You must have looked upon my face at least a hundred times these last few months, yet your face never once lit up for me. Not the way I know mine does for you. It's like you didn't recognize me anymore.
By Kenny Penn3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (6)
Weldon work
I immediately thought of God after I read your Haiku, but then I thought of all that He created that was so beautifully visible to human eyes, I thought of spiritual eyes that saw what some could not see, and then I thought of the terrible hidden agendas of governments using artificial intelligence to control the media and ultimately the thoughts of the world...but that is not beautiful. Anyway, your poem made me just "think." Well done
Mmm...are we talking about God here? Also, that picture I find a little freakish. Were the funny eyes deliberate?
So true
Hahahahahaha that made me laugh! Loved what you did here!
The essence of storytelling is captured in this three-lines, suggesting that the best story flow seamlessly..This is a beautifully simplistic yet deeply profound haiku!....I liked it.😊