Tag Archive | the bard
HISTORY TRUMPS A ROYAL FLUSH
“The best woman I ever had, I won in a card game. Not in New Orleans, Vegas, or some other “City of Sin”, but in Dayton, Ohio. My prize was an even less likely result given I had not played poker since the sixth grade.” By Don Kenton Henry The best woman I ever had, […]
Lines And Signs And You
By Don Kenton Henry 19 June 1977 I have known only lines and signs the four months I’ve roamed This land is my backyard, and the road is my home My future lies on the map, on the seat And one malfunctioning radio’s The only company I keep As it rains Though each passing car […]
The Face and Hominization of Artificial Intelligence
Self-Portrait of AI By Don Kenton Henry, author, editor 25 April 2023 The more I study, test, and observe Artificial Intelligence (AI), the more fascinated I am. I find it simultaneously exhilarating and terrifying. I feel the first because I am overcome with the feeling of its limitless potential to bring information and creativity to […]
The Bard vs Artificial Intelligence
By Don Kenton Henry *PHOTOS ARE OF “THE BARD”, ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE, AKA “BART”, AND IMPARTIAL JUDGE Every child has their heroes. For many, it’s a sports figure. In that context, mine was Jim Thorpe, “Indian Athlete”. Today, you couldn’t even call him that. I’m certain, if alive, Jim would say, “Piss off. I can handle […]
The Loom of Life and Raveled Love
by Don Kenton Henry The Loom of Life and Raveled Love by Don Kenton Henry Born into one small seam in the fabric of time and space With no control over entry and little over exit We are either weavers or woven into lives of hapless random chaos . . . or somewhat chosen orchestrated […]
Hope
By Don Kenton Henry Hope is not a thing that begins as I slip from my bed and my feet touch the ground. Neither is it found on my stoop as I exit my front door. Down my path, a winding one at that, I course . . . sometimes stumbling, sometimes falling in the […]
COUNT THE BRAVE AND NOBLE KINDRED
By Don Kenton Henry It is to the soul as the sun is to light It is as steel It is as clay It is as diamonds It is hardened by the fire in the furnace of life As steel, clay, and diamonds are tempered and cured […]
COME HOME POET MAN
By Don Kenton Henry So you thought you’d seen it and heard it all, my friend And that life ran true without ever a bend That other’s words were sanctified and you trusted without end To every orphan, stray, and stranger you shared your home and heart again and again You were not […]
WORD WEAVER DREAM BELIEVER
By Don Kenton Henry Woven of your words is a cloak in which you wrap your mind A verbal and written tapestry which serves counsel to your soul and a shelter to your heart What a beautiful dreaming word weaver are you Stitching thoughts of love, and loss, with rhyme But there are […]
DEATH COMES A HORSEMAN
By Don Kenton Henry There is a great black cloud which fills the void between the prairie to the sky It blocks the sun and breathes and, as it does, exhales a wind from the soot and sulfur filled lungs of the dark side It rolls onward and before it comes a pale horseman […]
