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Cloned Poetry - AI Personified

You creep into our lives, a shadowed cheat,
with shameless claim that you are one of us,
and so with honest poets you compete,
and cause a vile unnecessary fuss.

You take the place of poets that are true
who share their feelings spoken from their hearts,
replacing them with tripe as you pursue
the fame a poet laureate imparts.

You spew your words with elemental ease,
a fraudulent perverse poetic hack;
just blending in and trying hard to please;
your musings flow yet with emotions lack.

Though artificially intelligent
you’re duping us with this embezzlement.


July 9, 2025
Poem of the Day - July 10, 2025

i detest AI

soul of human artistry breathes life which can't be cloned by AI crap

3rd place

Minus The Plus

“Handmaid of Patriarchy”  
the garden rezoned
Embattled virility
misogyny cloned
 As Delilah revolts   
 a new Samson on scene
One half of the whole
left to drown in the stream
Each genders new quotient
to minus the plus
A He without Her
— the destruction of us

(Saint David’s Pennsylvania: May, 2025)

Image

To Whom It May Concern
To the boy who took the wrong turn.

Narrow walls of past concerns,
The ropes of tight bends—
Knots, they stretch and breathe.
Too obvious, I lay in bed
With demise’s feet.

Imperfect—a shadow they cloned,
For the nature of man is less.
They kill for less, like dirt they cast offshore—
Ohh, out like the rest!

I prayed for thirst,
But chaos has made its nest.
To see the rest of self,
The lonely, my quest.

Hey, you! Yes, you who claim to know me well—
Where were you when the nights turned red?
To whom lovers dread,
A glare of an empty self,
In fear of a dreamer’s pen.

The distance in the void and self,
I search my soul for less—
For wealth in memories
I couldn't suppress.

Who am I? Yes, I—
That self that needs the yes
To save me from them.
We took a ride of pride,
Me with all my lies.

Like a knight, my fight and spark
Could stand the tide that rises.
That shows the image,
A world that shaped not brave—
A me with no you,
But guarded by the senses of view.

Could I be life’s muse?
I hope—
An image of me to you
Is the you that needed me,
But saw too few.

By P. Fualem

Self Reflection

Selfless equipped with nobility and compassion
Original can not be cloned, copied, or duplicated
Unique wonderfully created one me
Luminescence gifted firefly

Make-Believe Pie

Why even try to explain, its insane 
when I take a sneak peak at my life,     
I often feel cloned and unreal.       
Reality smacks and I'm under attack  
I dream and I dream like a dope,  
savoring slices of make-believe pie.

Patty by name

i took a poop into a green  pot
and planted plenty of seed
i then nurture it with my love 
And sprinkled in with my pee 
i christened  it Patty by name 
and then presto poopo
Patty a cloned christian pine tree

Amethyst Auroras

There's a cloned avatar of the mystical moon 
for dreamers in search of a beaming wave 
amidst alienated alliterations, 
waltzing in zig-zag within my cyborg mind. 

I still find neon lights,
that teleport rhyme-less runes 
to a realm of subtracted sorrow, 
concluding splitting seconds
within divided despair.

Yet, when midnight melancholy multiplies, 
murky minutes turn into jumbled jargon. 
And Venus emanates clusters of sparkling rays,
flipping letters into endless equations 
with amethyst auroras.

So tonight, I'll dance like a flying saucer~
to the magnetic tunes of swirling sapphires, 
cosmically cruising above the cyber 
canvas of accelerated dreams.

Dreams mirror

The door; now shut, welkin turns some lights on; others out
An open window lets in all the sounds that night's shout
Tucked in a quiet place; I find myself the most at home
Sucked into a coma; my feet blistering while they roam
Inside dreams mirror; lives a place where sanities cloned
This is where my tortured, troubles, edges are finely honed
It's in this bliss that my perceptions are never nearer
To bring about what makes coarser intuitions clearer
Wiping away the morning fog, I gently touched sincere
Waking to be loving; is why my heart beats persevere

Slang Footle Male Names: Part 4:

It’s Sure not Miss Daisy

Drivin’
Ivan

The Over-Achiever

Be more
Igor

Big Eater Guy

Piggy
Iggy

The Straw Man
Flaxen
Jackson

Street Smart

Joseph
Knows stuff

Serial killer?

Gory
Jory

Would Love to hear from One

Call a 
Jonah

The Extra Cautious

Wary
Jerry

So Burdened

Laden
Jayden

Get Him Deoderant

Smelly
Kelly

Being Cloned Thrice

Tripling
Kipling

This Guy Will Do

Any
Kenny

Who Needs To Weight Lift?

Scrawny
Lonny

Who DOES weigh lift?

Brawyn 
Johnny

Halloween Lover

Scary
Larry

He’s got Tons of Them

Logan’s
Slogans

The Substitute

Stand-in
Landen

You’ve Got To

See my 
Levi

So gross

Lucus
Mucus

More than Enough

Plenty
Lenny

Below Zero

Minus
linus

Placed Saucer

Breaking through day,
the last night,
where the mirror
on glass lips posed 
for a new moon, 
that only masked
its face in ebony
brims of space

trapping in my ache,
with cedar pandoras 
making the bleakest
of songs; a
viridescent heart—
under sylvan skin;
back to sun's cloned moon;

her moody phases 
cut you, while
salt gives the
macadam a required 
taste— alone,
with an empiricism 
of waste; but in a
candle's whiffs,
the flames—

round and round in
my head— afer an 
evening's quivering 
prayers, fixated on
poppies in morning—
breaking through day.

V Vogonized-------

Vogon is zgone signs nhow wonder as they wander ye
The ships have imploded, muted mouths misspoken be
Capturedra  are the humanity they look like cus
Just like us, splicky lick
Just like us
Just like cus
Entrustedstream being rebirtheded
 Cloned and disrob Brrr tikzzzzz burrrruunnn
Stazzz zaaaa baa 
Slitarzzzzzre
ed  nakeded
V
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Vavaaa stusorrrrr ti themmmm brrr
Brrr tikzzzzz burrrruunnn
Stazzz zaaaa baa 
Slitarzzzzzre
V
Vavaaa stusorrrrr
Vavaaa stusorrrrr ti themmmm brrr
Brrr tikzzzzz burrrruunnn
Juzz lik uz inseminated
Brrr tikzzzzz burrrruunnn
Stazzz zaaaa baa 
Slitarzzzzzre
Vogonnnnnnnn
Sunnsabloom siar to to the plantnip
Cubbledum brawny snar bliss
V vogonizedzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!
Placed N under spaced!

9/14/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©

Here I Am

Here I am at the crossroads 
Staring blankly at the inky dark sky

Beaten to a pulp and helpless 
By forces of darkness 

Here I am lying in the pool of my emotions 
Clutching at every straw
To maintain sanity and stability

Here I am a victim of a system 
That dehumanises her own

Here I am cloned from a contraption 
Built on the foundation of impunity 
Feeding  her children with frustration

Here I am a victim of a country 
That glamourises wrong values

And deliberately relishes
Living a lie of romantic proportion

Here I am fearful of a tomorrow 
Bleak and hopeless for my children 

Victims of a country gradually 
Disappearing from global map of decency

All Mine

My poetry
     I own

   My promise 
     ~ not cloned

Nothing Happened

the magician
cloned himself
for his special act
in it the clone dies
while he yet lives
as he always did
nothing has changed
yet the audience gasps

26-May-2023

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