By Bruno Talerico
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at the 180th meridian the international date line, an imaginary linedivides yesterday from tomorrow.walking east,i lean into the future,heading west,i recede into history.only wheni straddle the lineam i groundedin the imaginary present© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 199/365.International Date Line trivia:Fiji is the only place in the world where one can walk across the international date…
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even if we could reach them in a human lifespanmost of the planets out there are toxic to humanityso why think about colonization of space when we can’t even keep our own house clean earth is the only planetwhere humans can walk freelynaked under the sunbreathing the winddrinking the wateryet we seem intent to destroy…
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Earth thinks in circles,dreams in spirals, innautilus shell revolutions. She paints in sprays of wildflowers, clusters of moss and lichens,stands of trees, fields of grass.She moves in tidal dances, forward and back, in stretches of timetoo long for human comprehension.She tells her stories across eons. Her epics occupy epochs.Humanity is not excused from her dance.Every…
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mentality of the shooter:flip the coinheadsi shoot myselfand cause miseryfor my friends and family tailsi shoot someone elseand cause miseryfor your friends and family too badthere’sno such thing asa two-tailed coin.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 196/365.Image found on the internet.
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the poets responsibilities,according to Bukowski,are to jerk off aloneand to write a good page.this morning,being a responsible poet,i’ve already bashed one out alone.what would Bukowski think of this page?Stafford challenge 195/365.© 2025 Bruno Talerico
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Gazing at each otherwe often see obstacles and barricades. The depth of our ignorancelies in the belief of separateness.Life is so much betterwhen beautifully shared.Love is looking outward togetherside by side, hand in hand.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 194/365.Inspired by writings of Tom Robbins.
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On a backdrop of crushed velvetLuna shines and Solaris glimmers.Artists within the tribe, entangled,snagged by the beauty of the moment.Someone taps a rhythmic beatslow and steady like a heart at rest.One-at-a-time others juxtapose unique sounds.singly made sounds gradually entrainedinto a single, complex melody.Diverse voices spontaneously chantnarrative tales of bold adventurepunctuatedby ballads of love and loss.Word…
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Disclaimer for legal and insurance proposes:This is a sad fictional commentary about the prioritization of sensationalism and the questionable accuracy, veracity and integrity of commercial news resorting and the use of spelchek and auto connect without proof breeding.Crash And Burn“Flight 123 XYZ crashed on the runway,at least thirty dead and hundreds injured.”Within minutes the reporterinterviewed…
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lightning flashes zig-zag across pastel skythunder crashes rolling and rumblingrain pouring down in great cleansing splashesnatures teardrops beating against window panes like heart beating against rib cagelike giant snowbird floating against clouded sky like broken lovepouring from saddened eyes ©2024 Bruno Talerico revised 2025Stafford challenge 191/365.
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the roller coaster of life is intensethat’s why we get onit’s bound to be invigoratingit’s sure to be enlighteningbuy a ticket,climb aboard, take the rideyou can’t get off until the endso hang on tightly© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 190/365.
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