


Today’s poem is one of my verses made up of comments I posted on two of my fellow WordPress writers’ articles during the month … In stanza order, they are:
*Stanzas I & 2, Yelling Rosa >> https://yerosacom.wordpress.com/2025/05/01/about-the-death-e-morte/
*Stazas 3 & 4, Sara >> https://purplepeninportland.com/2025/05/01/i-wish-a-dream/
What’s Out There?
Out there, beyond the cosmic frost
I think we all would be lost
And the scientists have their stars crossed
The universe cannot be bossed,
over glossed, or embossed
By “AI” and Microsoft
I raise my flask
To solving the task
Maybe it’s too much to ask
Of those that quietly bask
From behind their cozy masks
Ivor Steven (c) May 2025


































