Here you can see the Tasman Bridge as seen from the CSIRO building down in Battery Point.
Now here is an experimental poem!
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This is the moon. Have I mentioned how much I adore the zoom on my camera? It's Theme Thursday you see, and after last week's limp effort, I have been thinking about how I might redeem myself. Then I clicked on the topic and discover that it was BUTTON. We've been hearing a lot about the moon in the past couple of weeks. Apparently some fellas went up there and played golf and what-not forty-odd years ago. The desire to get to the moon, however, was not simply about enhancing opportunities for Meg and Mog titles and skirting local planning by-laws in the construction of new and innovative golf courses. No, all of your Sputniks , "One small steps" and freeze dried ice cream was about one thing , and one thing only : MAD Now, I don't mean mad in terms of "bloke breaks record for number of scorpions he can get up his bum", no I mean MAD as in Mutual assured destruction . When I was a young man you see, there was a lot of talk about the type of m...
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Your poem here seems like a puzzle poem. I need to separate them out to get the words. I have been trying but not succeeded yet. Am I in the right direction? Or is this something else?
Those must be the words of your poem (am I right?), but then I cannot make the sentence out of it...grrr...ok, good excuse - English is not my tongue.
Ok, this is absolutely lovely. Come on, give us some more puzzles to work on.
in order to work I need some ideas
things need some ideas in order to work
ideas need some things in order to work
some things need ideals in order to work
??
Say, what?
Getting close?
Once the poem is out, the author is dead.
Long live the reader!