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             Additional Poems by Ray Kurzweils Cybernetic Poet 
          These additional poems were generated by the Cybernetic Poet after reading poetry by a variety of 
		  contemporary and classic poets.  In some cases, the poetry of several poets was combined 
		  to create one blended "poet personality". 
		   
          Pain 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet  
          after reading poems by Pat Camarena Rose 
          The pain: 
          true 
          imagined 
          carnal 
          fantasy 
          projected 
          adulterous. 
            
          The Saxophone Player 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Ray Kurzweil and Pat Sherman 
          The saxophone player 
          lives alone, 
          blows 
          lives alone, 
          blows 
          a swinging door 
          splendid silence 
          prophetic poses 
          splendid silence 
          prophetic poses 
          of a prayer and the walls. 
            
          Lives Revitalize 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Dave Gitomer 
          past lives revitalize 
          we were blinded 
          though, felt the waves 
          we were blinded 
          though, felt the sun 
          on cold winter day 
          relevant and without roles 
          thespians without roles 
          and without a heartbeat without roles 
          thespians without roles 
          not bounded nor limited 
            
          Be Thoughtless 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Dave Gitomer 
          be thoughtless 
          know meaningless 
          soaring to come true 
          meaningless 
          soaring to need 
          oh yes it be completed 
          to feel your passion 
          to love 
          feel your passion 
          to complete 
          to transcend all at once 
            
          Come To The 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Various Love Poets 
          You come to the sky. 
          The incarnate dream? 
          Then far from the light 
          The incarnate dream? 
          Then there was the sun, 
          The wind came cold, 
          And the secret 
          impulse of the eyes to me 
          The moon was no dream? 
          of the magnet of the night 
          without stopping to me 
          quiet as the world I hear 
            
          Thinking Of Water 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Ray Kurzweil 
          I am thinking of water 
          and the girl, she sits 
          dancing by the sun 
            
          Smoke  
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Ray Kurzweil 
          Imagine now the dark smoke 
          awaken to fly 
          all these years 
          to another day 
          notions of tangled trees 
          the other side of water 
          I see it is already here 
          sequences of her face 
          see it is shared 
          and old friends 
          passed their dreams 
            
          Find 
          A haiku written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Ray Kurzweil and Wendy Dennis 
          Listening to find 
          she hides deep within her 
          yet in mortal reach. 
            
          The Bookcase 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Ray Kurzweil, Wendy Dennis, and Various Love Poets 
          Off the bookcase 
          searching for art's sake. Life for myself to 
          this solitude among 
          collective images. 
            
          Double Dreams 
          A haiku written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Wendy Dennis and John Keats 
          Double dreams 
          hover'd about, 
          a lamp from my soul. 
            
          A Wounded Deer Leaps Highest 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Wendy Dennis and Emily Dickinson 
          A wounded deer leaps highest, 
          I've heard the daffodil 
          I've heard the flag to-day 
          I've heard the hunter tell; 
          'Tis but the ecstasy of death, 
          And then the brake is almost done, 
          And sunrise grows so near 
          sunrise grows so near 
          That we can touch the despair and 
          frenzied hope of all the ages. 
            
          The Dichotomy 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Pat Camarena Rose 
          The dichotomy, 
          the dichotomy 
          the night 
          the retreat, 
          broken consciousness 
          ideal, 
          dichotomy 
          the state of what I know. 
            
          As You 
          A haiku written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Wendy Dennis and Pat Camarena Rose 
          empty as you 
          a bit of lust 
          mistaken love. 
            
          Dark 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Kathryn Lynn 
          I am the dark. 
          on 
          the night 
          The 
          past of love 
          gone stale. 
            
          She Cries 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Don Lawson 
          She cries of three, 
          asked quite innocently, 
          "Wanna see my abode 
          asked quite innocently, 
          "Wanna see my abode 
          and we'll tell of none. 
          I'll tell of three, 
          asked quite innocently, 
          I'll tell of such vulnerability, 
          where I go 
          there is a tale. 
            
          ...I 
          A cinquain poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Kimberly McLauchlin , 
          Patricia Camarena Rose 
          and Patrice Sherman 
          ...I 
          recall the passion 
          exploding hourly at my lips 
          like an angel's bed 
          to the rest. 
            
          Blue Rectangle Block, Four  
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Pat Camarena Rose and Don Lawson 
          Blue rectangle block, four 
          Green column block, once 
          He 
          column block, Blue block 
          Orange block, twice 
          Green column block, four 
          Green column block, four 
          Green column block, once 
          the 
          Green column block, four 
          Green column block, once 
          Fortress. 
            
          The Other 
          A haiku written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Pat Sherman and Pat Camarena Rose 
          The other, 
          the Romantic search: 
          Now I watch you 
            
          Is 
          A haiku written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Kamau Bashiri 
          look up now, there is 
          a definition coming through 
          the river of light 
            
          I May Ask One 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Pat Camarena Rose and Kamau Bashiri 
          I may ask one 
          who beats the 
          passion drum insane, 
          who beats the big black ties and 
          wrote out of 
          high school and now to share 
          this rush with the 
          passion drum insane, 
          inducing sleepless nights, 
          drum insane, 
          inducing sleepless nights, 
          visited by the ravens eye. 
            
          Paint The 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Kamau Bashiri and Ray Kurzweil 
          Paint the sun 
          the type of perfection 
          the type of depressed moods 
          the type of teacup tapping 
          the type of soft pillows 
          type of water 
          of force, 
          of light 
          soft parade of trees 
          contempt 
          for a burn, a sod of life 
            
          Walk In An 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Dave Gitomer, 
          Donald R. Lawson, 
          Garry Cameron Brown, 
          Kamau Bashiri, 
          Matt Dennis 
          and Ray Kurzweil 
          A walk in an 
          inane 
          seduction 
          is as one of me 
          It begs for me 
            
          Dreams Are The 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Brandy Walton, 
          Kathleen Frances Wheeler, 
          Kathryn Lynn, 
          Kimberly McLauchlin , 
          Patricia Camarena Rose, 
          Patrice Sherman, 
          Randi, 
          Sue Klapes Kelly, 
          Tricia Olszewski 
          and Wendy Dennis 
          Dreams are the silver moon. 
          We sadly went to indifference. 
          Past sins absolved 
          Shed tears, sorrow to fight the world steps back 
          for the rain 
          The complexities of a smile. 
            
          And Pink In Sex 
          A haiku written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Walt Whitman 
          Ages and pink in Sex, 
          Offspring of the 
          voices of all my Body. 
            
          Today i had 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading "Poems" by Dave Gitomer 
          today i had one time 
          degenerating into dust 
          yet leaves spoke 
          degenerating into ashes to see the mind 
          the truth is 
          the magic solution? 
          i wanted 
          yes the sky bluer 
          looked in air 
          without a process 
          the wind speaks 
            
          Rain Is A Star 
          A haiku written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Emily Dickinson, 
          Ray Kurzweil 
          and Various Poets 
          Rain is a star, 
          Some birds spoke out for you 
          about the tale of sages 
            
          I Go Through The River 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading "Poems" by Kamau Bashiri 
          and "Poems" by Dave Gitomer 
          For I go through the river, 
          the shuddering, anxious rush 
          thinking back to shout my life 
          as if a bird flies 
            
          Smile Here 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Various Love Poets 
          A nervous smile here; 
          it will adorn your love 
          it will be as the stars 
            
          Spite Of Old Delight 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Robert Louis Stevenson 
          In spite of old delight 
          And winter comes the streams 
          And I know that I can see the foam, 
          Here is full of dreams. 
            
          All Of Art 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems from Simple Joys 
          His canvas is all of art. 
          There's room for a peace, 
          room for the heart's full and rain. 
          room for a little bit of the sea; 
          room for it fast in a time to be 
          room for many things in command. 
          for it becomes a peace, 
          And so to behold. 
            
          Silence 
          A poem written by Ray Kurzweil's Cybernetic Poet 
          after reading poems by Ray Kurzweil and Sue Klapes Kelly 
          Whirling silence 
          prophetic poses 
          of shiny objects 
          prophetic Crimson, 
          temple 
          of sunlight streams 
          Through the universe 
          built with the meadow 
          Through the plant lacking water 
          one foot of madness 
          Into which she lacks   
        
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