When AI Writes Poetry
Roses are red
Or some such a hue
Maybe you’re beautiful
If I could only find you…
But then again
If I did then what would be left
In this world of constant sorrow
Where the real journey is without goal.
(5/27/24)
Copyright © James Moore | Year Posted 2024
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