Hello all. It's been a while since I've shown my face. I kind of dropped out after the 2016 election. Anyway here I am again.
A few years ago I published a blog about what I called cyborg poetry where there were text generators which sampled Twitter feeds and selected iambic pentameter lines and spit out rhyming couplets.
The topic of AI generated poetry may have been discussed here since then, but I have been playing with ChatGPT and on a whim decided to challenge it to write some poems. Here are the results. What do you think of these?
Write a poem using the quatern form
Here's a poem in the quatern form:
In the stillness of the night,
When the world is fast asleep,
Thoughts of you come into sight,
Bringing memories to keep.
Soft whispers of your voice,
Echo in my mind,
A gentle touch, a loving choice,
Left behind.
The quilt of stars above,
Shines down upon my face,
With every breath, I feel your love,
In this quiet, peaceful place.
So I'll close my eyes and dream,
Of all the things we shared,
And hold on tight to this moonbeam,
Until you're there.
Write a poem about death
Here's a poem about death:
Death comes like a thief in the night,
Stealing life away with a quiet flight,
Leaving behind only memories,
Of laughter, love, and tears we shed,
It takes away what we once had,
Our bodies, our dreams, and all we've known,
And leaves us with a future that's sad,
And an emptiness that's hard to hold.
But death is not the end of all,
For those who've lived a life so true,
Their love and laughter will still call,
Their spirit will continue to pursue.
So let us not be afraid of death,
But embrace it with a peaceful heart,
For it is just a final step,
Towards a journey that's a new start.
Write a poem using the villanelle form
Here's a poem in the villanelle form:
The wind whispers secrets to the trees,
A soft, gentle sound that carries on,
Of love and loss, of life and breeze.
It tells of journeys and of dreams,
Of places far and mysteries untold,
The wind whispers secrets to the trees.
It swirls and dances, in the breeze,
A symphony of nature's art,
Of love and loss, of life and breeze.
It whispers of the beauty, untold,
The secrets hidden in the leaves,
The wind whispers secrets to the trees.
And in the rustling of the leaves,
We find a peace that's all our own,
Of love and loss, of life and breeze.
So let us listen to the breeze,
And hear the secrets that it holds,
The wind whispers secrets to the trees,
Of love and loss, of life and breeze.
Write a gaudy limerick (I meant baudy, but typoed)
Here's a gaudy limerick:
There once was a fellow named Spike,
Who loved to wear clothes that were bright,
He mixed stripes and dots,
With polka and plaids a lot,
And was known as the gaudiest type!
Write a baudy limerick
I'm sorry, but it is not appropriate to generate content that is offensive or contains explicit language or themes. Creating content of a bawdy nature goes against OpenAI's guidelines and the purpose of this platform to provide safe and helpful information.
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Just for fun, I asked ChatGPT to write a poem for Craig's latest contest, using his rules verbatim.
Here's the result:
Write 1 original, poem on the theme of .............The Fiddler and the Frog
Any form is acceptable. Though I think some rhyming might be better in achieving the levity I'm looking for---have fun and make this funny in a creative way--not predictable. REMEMBER!
my usual rules which many don't follow and I won't even read
10 - 20 lines though you could use a double limerick
no double spacing
no centering
new poem
no special fonts
Here's a humorous poem about "The Fiddler and the Frog":
There once was a Fiddler, so bold,
With a fiddle that he played so gold,
He strummed and he played,
In a swamp where he strayed,
With a Frog that was there to be told.
The Frog sang a tune, croak and croon,
With a voice that was off key and boon,
But the Fiddler was kind,
And he gave it a twine,
And soon they were making a tune.
The music they played, was so grand,
And the swamp creatures all took a stand,
They danced and they hopped,
Until the music stopped,
And the Fiddler and Frog had a hand.
So, if you're feeling a bit blue,
And music is what you want to do,
Just find a good friend,
And make some music bend,
And soon you'll have something new!