Poem fractal

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This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

The Children Band

by Sir Aubrey de Vere

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Drawing the boundary…

Welcome to Wonderland

by Richard

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

The Children Band

by Sir Aubrey de Vere

All holy influences dwell within
The breast of Childhood: instincts fresh from God
Inspire it, ere the heart beneath the rod
Of grief hath bled, or caught the plague of sin.
How mighty was that fervour which could win
Its way to infant souls!— and was the sod
Of Palestine by infant Croises trod?
Like Joseph went they forth, or Benjamin,
In all their touching beauty to redeem?
And did their soft lips kiss the Sepulchre?
Alas! the lovely pageant as a dream
Faded! They sank not through ignoble fear;
They felt not Moslem steel. By mountain, stream,
In sands, in fens, they died—no mother near!

Welcome to Wonderland

by Richard

In my hand, a world unfolds, a million stories untold
Pixels dance at my command, as reality and dreams meld
I've heard tales of simpler days, when choices were so few
But in this sea of endless ways, I'll show you something new

Grandma clicks her neural link, a sigh escapes her lips
Tells of analogue days now past, of TV's fuzzy static blips
"We had schedules carved in stone, commercials we couldn't skip
One screen to gather 'round," she says, "a shared viewing trip"

Welcome to Wonderland, where dreams come alive
AI and human minds, creatively thrive
Infinite worlds to explore, uniquely designed
The future of fun, redefined

Dad recalls the streaming wars, apps for every show
"We thought we had it all," he laughs, "if only we could know"
He speaks of binge-watching nights, when AI picks went astray
"But now your thoughts control the plot?" he gasps in sheer dismay

I dive into my mindscape, where AI paints the scene
A story crafted just for me, on my neuronal screen
My mood shapes every twist and turn, each character's desire
With thought-controlled intensity, emotions burning higher

But sometimes I wonder, in this tailored paradise
If we've lost the common ground, a cultural sacrifice
When every experience is unique, no water cooler talk
Have we gained a universe, but lost our shared walk?

Holographic actors spring, from AI's vast mind
Indistinguishable from the real, their performances refined
I script my own adventure, or let AI take the lead
In this collaborative dance, created at speed

From tactile VR to scent-infused scenes
We've pushed past the limits of our wildest dreams
Yet in this sea of endless choice, we sometimes feel adrift
Seeking balance in the wonder, as dimensions shift

In this new Wonderland, where all dreams come alive
AI and human spirits, together we strive
To find meaning in the chaos, connections intertwined
The future of entertainment, forever redefined

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