Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Coastal Poem 9500


Mouthwatering Beach


So now the static kill works
Down to its core oil has quirks
Gulf oil spill, yet a thing of the past?
Crab, shrimp, menhaden exit their last


Preyed on us, in our trusting nature way
Big oil ran roughshod Gulf South bay
Corexit 9500 into the food chain?
Stand vigilant now simple plain


Last outpost tourist destination
Fishy water beach folk on vacation
Gulf south coast seeks its own restitution
Seafood full of oil, questionable constitution


Sugary beach shiny clean, nothing swarming
Hunker down now more global warming
Gulf oil for generations, Corexit spill
Fish crab menhaden swim a fill



copyright 8.4.10
smokeyroad publishing
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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Coastal View Rocks


aloha coastal poets,
       View of ocean mountain through rocks inspires today's ecoPoetry.
Enjoy play on!

Ocean Rocks


Tiny commercial views can go a long way
California's Bell city folks have a lot to say
Comedy of errors a congress full of crox
Ocean mountain surf view, one that rocks


Upheaval may remain over simple proverbial
Commercials distain, still what disturbs you all
Technology's to blame, nuclear fuel's curbs fall
Ecology's the game, unclear duels blurb the call


Can what was just said really much matter?
More stringent demands felt in the bladder
Hundreds of miles of border with no one
Big mountain coast, surfboard the gun


Customer service, no carbon footprint found
Cross the channel surfing paddle the sound
Footprint in the sand surfboard on the water
The ocean rocks, tell your son and daughter


copyright 8.2.10
patrick d.adams
all rights reserved

Monday, August 2, 2010

Coastal Sunset Conversation





aloha coast writers,
            Conversation near coastal beach at sunset inspires today's
beach flash fiction.    Enjoy play on!

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Paddle Surfing Rainbow Flash Fiction



aloha coast writers,
                 Paddle surfing style for a coastal watersport rainbow
inspires  coastalSciFi flash fiction.    Enjoy play on!



The Dream

     Awaking from a deep sleep, Cooper sees Suzi operating a monitor. For a glimpse--less than a glimpse--Cooper views Suzi as he would if she were human. For a moment, meeting this human on the Continent, Cooper is overwhelmed with a sense of domestication and funny feelings of attraction.
     It had seemed like the start of a nice dream, and cooper is surprised, even here at the Outpost that he even remembers any dreams, much less this one.  He had entered a front door to the smell of roast turkey. There was a woman in the kitchen. Children in pajamas were playing a game at the table. A cat slept near the hearth of a stone fireplace.  A happy dog greeted him. The space soon became thick. His hands, legs, all of his body moved in thick space. Air became thicker and thicker until just before he stopped breathing altogether. Then he awoke to another one. 
     Her eyes fixed on his and drew him in, as if ancient invisible wind tunnels. She was the perfect partner, hand picked by Mother Nature herself.
     She says, "There should be a lone creature, I think, and soft minded."
     "Lone creature? And lonely?"
     "The Tigress doesn't know the meaning."
     "A lone creature but not lonely," Cooper says, even while trying not to wake up. He makes a mental note to himself even in the middle of his dream: cats are not evil. Think of
re-awakening of abilities lost long ago over time. Such mature cats don't normally succumb to arbitrary domestication. 
     "She is the mask of determinism, ever broadening her path and you, Dr Cooper, are looking into the eyes of high adventure."
     Her life here was a series of maintaining her options. But from this moment on, her horizons were rapidly narrowing. Eyes that told them they were about to settle into something no one was sure of.  In so many words, they didn't know it, but they were committed to each other from this moment on.  Nothing was unfulfilling to her, either.
Her actions weren't yet demonstrating her intentions with the pinpoint clarity he had hoped for. She was a seasoned actress, duplicating Mother Nature's script down to the bone.  As if to express the feeling of Mother nature herself. A look as if to permit herself her own aroused feelings. Her ideas were spontaneous. Never entering the slow filter of thinkingness. He didn't know she was about to answer all his wishes and wants. She would become a willing participant in a deadly game with a look that established a right to be here. This was not a staging place. There was no acting here. And even if there were, the audience displayed indifference unless it concerned them directly.  She had pure knowledge of her every move. A sheer huntress beyond her years. Every little action, look, movement worth a thousand words.  She was about to create an experience of action that yearned for.
     "Dr Cooper! Dr Cooper!" It was Suzi. "Wake up! Dr Cooper!"

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Surfboard Cloud


  


aloha writers, 
                       Surfing, surfboards, and clouds inspires today's coastal flash fiction.
Enjoy play on!
                         
Coastal flash fiction
     
     Cooper readies himself to download some data about artificial intelligence. He has little knowledge about what he will find, but he intends to find something he can use.
     He would hope to say, It is enough to keep Suzi alive. The jungle outside and the tigress, the unfortunate events with Carter, the endless questions from ComTrax. It has gone far beyond being enough. 
     Something else will live. It will be of less value than Suzi's; it will be something with no sadness and no creative urges, something with enough enticement power over the globe to want to continue in its web of manipulations. Something that has no urge to join with nature. Nothing that imagines hunting with the tigress, into a beautiful, cool jungle; getting itself further into the wood away from cold cement and steel reinforcement.
     

Friday, July 30, 2010

Coastal Flash Fiction


The Runaway


     It was just before he left for the continent, he was on a panel of scientists, some strange meeting about the future of planet earth, just a group of rhetorical scientists and economic theorists. espousing the latest dubious economic eclectic modules(D.E.E.M.), and after Cooper had reached his limit, he hopped a flight and got back to the outpost. It didn't take him any time at all.
     "I'm sure I don't want to know what you talked about at the meeting," Suzi says.
     "No, it's not so bad. new theories, as you might suspect, somebody put in a new submission, which adds to the bureaucratic layers, like a cake, but they still do it."
     "Is that a fact," Suzi says.
     They don't say anything for a while. It has gotten worse than it was, and Suzi can sense it.
     Suzi says, "I should go out soon and seek safe harbor. I'd want to smell some fresh air."
     "If you think that is best for you."
     Suzi wants, abruptly now, to show her entire program to Cooper. She wants to tell him everything she has ever coded for, lay it out all on the table, all the encryptions, hacks, and embeds that ComTrax would never be able to figure out in a million years. She wants so much just to sit with Cooper and spend the time.
     "No," she says. "They won't delete a runaway killer wolf robot that has the capability to eliminate every man, woman, and child on this planet." 

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Urban Beach Flash Fiction

ComTrax


 "Yes. In exchange for this, I will hand over my full body of data. It's all there," Suzi says. 
     And Cooper, Suzi's most trusted scientist, her most primal friend--Cooper who works hand in hand and side by side, while even her oldest living instantiators on The Continent have come to busy themselves with the tracking files--is protecting her. Cooper is doing some tracking of his own, quantifying reach and sophistication, filling one transcendental outpost mainframe(O.M.) with beacon and intrusion files at the ready. What reason would she have not to trust him?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Coastal Cool


aloha coastal water sportsters,
                Coastal cool-off in Waikiki inspires today's flash fiction. Enjoy play on!

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Beach Sand flash fiction


 Jenna says, "There should be island scanners, I think. And satellite surveillance, and airborne drones."
     "Airborne drones, sir? And scanners?"
     We've not heard of or seen any tracking devices in more than a week. I'd rather we put our energies into something better than mere electronic gadgets."
     "Scanners and drones would imply military, that's been their limit for decades."
     "The mainframes operate all the time, the Xradio spectrum doesn't require time in any form. Aren't you forgetting something?"
     "Oh, I'm sure whatever we need will come to us. It's just, it's almost noon now, and Suzi's charge session isn't finished yet. The next flyby is at one o'clock. You said they come once a week, didn't you?"
     "Yes, but that doesn't mean they're coming today, or even tomorrow for that matter. 
     "We weren't prepared for this. We thought of everything but this.  But now we have to do whatever it takes. The price is too high."
     Cooper says, "There should be a better way to deal with her brand of artificial intelligence, I think."
     "Did you expect this?"
     "Nobody expected her type of lasers."
     "Nobody?"

Monday, July 26, 2010

Coastal Mountain



aloha coast writers
            Coast mountain inspires today. Enjoy play on!

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Coastal Watersport Rainbow


aloha coastal poetry and flash fiction writers,

             Rainbow swimming in palm trees inspires today. Enjoy play on!

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Urban Coastal Surfers


aloha coast writers,
        Coastal surfers off Waikiki Hawaii at sunset inspires
islandSciFi flash fiction.   Enjoy play on!

Friday, July 23, 2010

Bonnie

Tropical Storm Bonnie Beefs-Up, Bull's-Eyes Booms


Remotely operated through leaks and bubbles
Chicago to Little Rock, they heard of the troubles
Three point four million feet now of barrier boom
That's 600 miles they stretch as new dangers loom

From Mexico Beach to the Florida Panhandle
In the crosshairs of a storm, go get your candle
To the south and west fringes, the BP oil slick
Saturday or Sunday, Bonnie joins in the thick

Intensity forecasts could be horrible at best
Redevelopment may churn north of Key West
Maybe Mobile Bay, surely Florida gets brushed
Of sealing cap's fate, all eyes a little hushed

Well cap unattended becomes a wishing well
26,000 square miles open, end of fishing quell
North of Tampa Bay off to the Florida Keys
Booms remain the target, Bonnie be gentle please




copyright 7.23.10
patrick d. adams
all rights reserved

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Coastal Haze Boats


aloha coast writers,
              Boats passing in a haze off the coast inspires flash fiction.
Enjoy play on!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Urban Coastal Watersport


aloha coast writers,
          Sailing, surfing, and shipping off urban coastal hub for watersport,
Waikiki Hawaii, inspire today. Enjoy play on!

Monday, July 19, 2010

Coastal Watersport


aloha coast writers,
          Stand-up paddle surfer couple inspires ocean flash fiction.
Enjoy play on!

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Industrial Surfers


aloha Coast writers,
          Surfing and surfers in the waters off industrial coast inspire today.
Enjoy play on!