I never thought that I would say this out loud
but the quality of AI-poetry
has unexpectedly taken a turn for the worse
where are the days when it regurgitated
plagiarised phrases?
where are the days when it made gallant efforts
to emulate Suzette Prime?
I guess that it hinges on which programme one uses
I never thought that I would say this at all
but clankers have hallucinated themselves into irrelevance
We know the heart of the stranger
for 190 years, slaves unto Pharaoh in Egypt
backbreaking labor, spirit-sapping, 24/7
Within us beat loud the heart of the stranger
We take him with us, for all time, to the farthest reaches of the globe
a sacred bond between us and the Almighty
As He protects the stranger, so do we
As He promotes him, so must we
For what does God ask of us other than
to emulate Him
to walk in His ways
to do justice
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Based on Deuteronomy, Chapter 26, esp. v. 11,
read in synagogues throughout the world Sat-
urday morning, August 29, 2026. The poem also
references other Biblical chapters as well as com-
mentaries thereto. ~ gw
Art deco is classy and sassy, chic and slick
Reminding me of that detective Tracy, Dick
With her square edges and her swirly q’s
Which no other art form could get confused
Art deco is a style that is classic and forever
I have tried to emulate it, do not get it right, ever
her sleek lines and her seductive vases and vials
can get this artist smiling appreciation for miles
Art deco is not easy to describe, but once understood
you recognize it instantly, as only a connoisseur could
I admire and respect her, she is a style of her own
Luckily, I have acquired a few pieces, they are in my home.
What parents teach their children
Mostly isn’t what they say,
But the way they live their lives
Those children witness every day.
If there’s kindness or there’s anger,
Lack of interest or support,
Kids learn quickly how their parents
May excel or come up short.
Offspring emulate behavior
In their folks that they admire
Or reject some ways of being
They’d be glad to see expire.
As they grow, without their knowing,
They absorb or let dissolve
Certain customs that they live with
As their grown-up selves evolve.
And as they approach adulthood,
They might find, with some surprise,
They’ve become their parents or
The opposite, in their own eyes.
Contentment is a state of mind,
Resulting from experience,
And wisdom plays a healthy role,
In finding this inheritance,
Passed down to us from gentle hands,
And loving hearts through time.
As we observe our parents lives,
Our own lives are refined.
We emulate the things they do,
Take on unconscious manners,
Knowing not that we've acquired,
These traits from family standards;
And so it is we learn our ways,
From all those 'round about us.
Be careful where your children play,
For others do imprint us,
With notions that are not our own,
But learned in other places;
So watch them closely 'till they're grown,
And know what social grace is.
Teach them how to be content,
Through love and self control.
Though they may stray a little while,
They'll come back to the fold.
Visible Continually Part II
Change is a natural law that cares
not for homo-sapiens opinion formed
Marching to the beat of it’s own drum;
with moon dances through storms.
How little we realize
what means most
Find we get caught up;
then try to coast
Through the turbulence
that we emulate
Like the symphony
conductor escalates
In rhapsody of a musical
scale in perfect time
Harmonizing at every
sharp and flat in rhyme.
Aye ~ Eat, drink, and be Merry--
For tomorrow we die!
Our time here is minute compared
To the planet and sky,
And the mountains, the trees,
the ocean deep and blue
A nano-second is all we receive
and we have no clue
To…
What, or why, or
even think of when.
We are, we were
or what is meant
By the cycles of the
universe in motion
That spins on the
extreme of all emotion.
The crossroads are visible
again on my long journey
No longer are they a mirage
in the desert but continually
Are the reality of our paradigm
that shifts dimensions
Anytime we are not focused on
our own destruction~
May Peace
and Serenity
Finally Prevail
e……..em……..emu……emulate……emulation
building words is quite the celebration
constructing sentences is a kick too
conjunctions acting as the well-toned glue
prepositions running up and down
paragraph sneering with a clown’s young frown
my muse tears down rules and jumps over walls
ideas are pinging in my head now like ping pong balls
Whoever were lucky enough to be the one who evokes in you the most sacred part of your being, the one whose purpose is the desire to explore your beautiful heart and take part in its beating, where in feeling that consanguineous desire he would emulate the loveliest expression upon seeing those eyes and, with resolve, make the most sublime decision in the measure of a love without restrictions, where verse will become prose and emulate that feeling, wrapping it in an emphatic nervousness that only with the magnetism of your love will free that heart from all evil, giving life to a new freedom of wanting, shared!!!!!
Lraularguellesm!!!!!
United power, honorable heroes
exuding relentless strength
to conquer villains and foes.
No surrender… all from remote retreats
A fused super heroes’ diverse abilities
for global and cosmic threats’ defeat.
Our Captain America, the leader of the avenger,
Iron Man, Captain Marvel and the rests
make our cosmic home safe by their love at vast power.
Paramount characters for all to emulate
Merging as one brave spirit for humanitarian goal
saving the world from evil! Join, it isn't too late!
Dylan’s Voice: An Assay
Bob’s voice is like fingernails
scratching a chalk board
but his voice fits his music
his voice is found in his words
life disguised in poetry
his themes of protest, love, life, death
created images carefully crafted
other singers and bands have been so
captivated by his voice they have covered
and copied its style and message
even the committee in Oslo, Norway paid
tribute to his voice with the Nobel Prize
in literature
Bob’s voice will carry on long after
his physical presence has departed
each new generation will emulate
what his voice started
Should I emulate the master? How dare I do that?
All attempts to imitate, I know, will just fall flat.
Each endeavor, amateurish, surely heads for doom,
perpetrating waste of hours. Effort's rose won't bloom!
All this pain speaks truth to me: Ev'ry bard can't Shakespeare be?
Love is God's knowable
personification, Glorious relatable
Image. An old man with a white
Beard, metaphysical force
No matter -- love is what I
Frame and place on my
Worship altar. The face of love
I talk to. My prayer companion daily,
The receiver of my thankful words,
Focus of my brightest smile -- state
of spiritual grace I strive to fully emulate.
Portrait of my indwelling Divine
Radiance. God is not hidden from
Those who seek love not to hide.
As God would want me I will do my
best to abide.
It's long past time they put a dent in crime,
'How?' is the question, now here's a suggestion...
America could emulate Saudi Arabia
where the executioner who with a sword
beheads their criminals publicly in the square
and has the final say the very last word
then again there are those in the U.S.A.
who would like to end their days
as a spectacle on the world stage
yet the threat of death does not faze
meanwhile the taxpayer pays through the nose
to help those now on death row survive
with TV workouts free sex three hots and a cot
but as they've been proven guilty why are they still alive?
Lech Lecha “Go for Yourself”,
Each step a Mitzva when,
Approaching Hashem,
Unlike dwelling in Sukka health,
There, Journey is Destination,
Infusion of cells stem,
Follows learning Gemara off the shelf,
Or meeting the Ayn Sof in elation,
Why is He in shul more so?
Maybe ‘cuz of the rainbow 12,
Spectrum of shevatim imagination,
Parts being less than the sum,
Minyan Synergy evolves!
Nolad of a nation,
Ivri, on another side hum,
Lech Lecha Dik Duk “Go To Yourself!”
Teshuva emancipation,
Be Yehoshua! Never numb,
Violin virtuoso, Aleph,
You are a Light, We’ll grow to emulate!
Chaim & Barbara
Lech Lecha “Go for Yourself”,
Each step a Mitzva when,
Approaching Hashem,
Unlike dwelling in Sukka health,
There, Journey is Destination,
Infusion of cells stem,
Follows learning Gemara off the shelf,
Or meeting the Ein Sof in elation,
Why is He in shul more so?
Maybe ‘cuz of the rainbow 12,
Spectrum of shevatim imagination,
Parts being less than the sum,
Minyan Synergy evolves,
Nolad of a nation,
Ivri, on another side hum,
Lech Lecha Dik Duk “Go To Yourself!”
Teshuva emancipation,
Be Yehoshua, not numb,
Violin virtuoso, Aleph,
Your’re a Light We’ll grow to emulate!
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