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I respect the empty spaces between us (created with the assistance of chatgpt & Dall-e)
A poem about distance, boundaries and empty spaces and the complexity of human connections.
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The heart bears the marks (chatgpt + Dall.e)
The heart bears the marksAnd It wears all the scars The war paint on the face with prideLooking for some semblance of light Something to hold on to as it drownsAnd as the dust settles on the ground The heart, very silently, bears the painIt wears the scars, the marks, the stains This year there…
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A Poetic Tribute to My Mother using the capabilities of Artificial Intelligence
Five Years ago, I wrote a poem on my WordPress blog for my mother. Today, Jan 15th 2023, would have been her 63 birthday but she was plucked away by the cruel hands of time, too soon. This weekend, I had the opportunity to utilize Chat GPT an Artificial Intelligence model that is trained to…
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Napowrimo (30/30)- Write – Pantoum
Pick up the pen Hide yourself in a corner pour out your emotions on a piece of paper Hide yourself in a corner scribble some words on a piece of paper write a poem Scribble some words Put your heart and soul in it write a poem express yourself Put your heart and soul in…
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Napowrimo(29/30)-Meet Midas
Meet Midas He was the king who wanted a Gold ring so badly that he wished for a “Gold touch” Every thing that he touched got a Golden hue The beautiful flower, golden and lifeless Fallen leaves- – turned into Gold leafs Even his daughter – a golden statue This was a somber hour that…
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Napowrimo (28/30)- Skeltonic verse- Dog with that face
Throw away curtains, drapes and lace All you need is a dog and a fireplace Because if you have a dog with that face You will do anything to win his grace You will let him drive your new car in a race Even sit beside him as he drives as in this case The…
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Napowrimo(27/30)-Diversity the flavor of life
Greasy Spring rolls Salty, Crispy, delightful A delicious must eat appetizer! Subcontinental snack of Savory potato cutlets served with tangy Tamarind chutney Creamy butter chicken served with rice A popular Anglo Indian dish! Tortillas refried beans Nachos, Tacos, Burritos Mexican food fit for kings! Hummus and Pita Wonders of Arabia bold garlicky and perfectly Creamy…
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Napowrimo(26/30)- Humans through a future race’s point of view-Haiku
They spoke of race and Color too much; yet the fossils Look so much alike! Today’s challenge was to write a poem reflecting on humans from a future race perspective. I wrote a Haiku. It is a Japanese poetry writing style. The poem has one stanza and 3 lines (5/7/5 syllables).
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Napowrimo(25/30)-Under the bed
Ages ago Hundred miles away In my dad’s house In my childhood room I left some things Under the bed A little girl With a book in one hand And A torchlight in other Reading- past her bed time Under the bed A small dog Smuggled and Brought inside the house Sleeping Under the bed…
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Napowrimo(24/30)- Ekphrasis poem- using Marginalia of Medieval Manuscripts
Here is the best kept secret of the Earth A story that needs to be told and retold until It has been Internalized Ocean, billions of years ago, Within those waves a single cell microbe evolved and forever changed how life will be on Earth A tiny bacteria, found a new way to use sunlight…
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Napowrimo(23/30)- Eleven double Elevenies
1. Little Bird Bird Little Bird Separated from flock Just one minute apart lost Bird Little Bird Finds her flock But nobody remembers her Anymore ……….. 2. My Son My little son in tiny hands hold my whole world tenderly My little son Can’t speak yet makes the best speech ever …… 3. My Mother…
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Napowrimo(22/30)- Georgic – This is how you grow a happy tree
Anyone can stick a seed in mud And let it grow into a sickly bud This is how you grow a happy tree Remember the following Big three 1. Treat your seed like your child Talk to it, be gentle and be mild Teach her things Give her wings 2. She will love it-Sing her…
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Napowrimo (21/30)-Fridays- Overheard Conversation
I saw her on the bus to work every Friday “Have a Goood day” Cheerfully she would say And then disappear until next Friday A strange man walked up to her one day and said he; “how come we see you say.. Good Morning only when it is a Friday and not even a word…
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Napowrimo(20/30)-“Bunker Queen”-Inspired by Golf
As I took my position on the Tee My short Iron flew like a Frisbee The turf and grass exploded with the impact The ball did not move; it remained intact Upon my second try people asked me why As the ball flew off in a wrong direction “duck, duck” They screamed; Someone barely got…
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Napowrimo(19/30)-Creation myth poem
An Old Man sat in his little shop called the Heaven As he made little clay dolls in the batches of Seven Gabriel, A curious passerby Fascinated, stopped by “These are too many beautiful dolls, I see Where will you keep them? How will they be?” The Old Man pointed to a little box in the…
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Napowrimo(18/30)-Neologisms-I dream of a time in our Futuristory
I dream of a time in our Futuristory; Age doesn’t matter and we are all the exact same age That number of years are called Batoteendultsenage Baby, Toddler, Teenager, Adult and Senior in one age I dream of a time in our Futuristory; Where we all adhere to same one and only Religion And that religion…
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Napowrimo (17/30)-Nocturne
In the wee hours of night when everyone is sleeping the baby the dog the husband everyone – sleeping And I have counted every sheep that ever existed every monkey that ever lived every lion that ever roared Eyes still wide open I wonder Why did I drink that extra large coffee with double Expresso…
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Napowrimo (16/30)-Dear time-letter poem
Dear Time Could you please stand still so that I can behold these precious moments a little bit longer before they are lost forever or better lets rewind and replay and take me to places and people that I have lost and lets treasure them forever or even better lets fast forward and go to…
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Napowrimo (15/30) – April 15th – Being half way through doesn’t mean you are half way near the end
The first half The lush greens invited me to take the scenic route A path less travelled in the dense beautiful layout I enjoyed each and every minute of my journey; of going down hill So many miles per hour; I was the master of my destiny and will I thought to myself; This is…
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Napowrimo (14/30)-April 14 – clerihew-Scarlett O Hara
Scarlett O Hara Of “Gone with the wind” and American Civil war era said; “You’d rather live with that silly little fool who can’t open her mouth ..and raise a passel of mealy-mouthed brats just like her” aloud Today’s challenge was to keep it light and silly, with a clerihew. This is a four line poem…