Winter's arrival with a twist(s)

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Initial structure of the free verse poem by 'Gemini-Exp-1114' AI:

The sun, a shy visitor,
slips away earlier each day,
leaving behind a chill that clings
like a forgotten scent.

Wind, once a playful whisper,
now bites with teeth of ice,
whistling through bare branches,
a mournful tune.

Green retreats, fading,
replaced by a stark canvas
of grey and brown, skeletal silhouettes
against a pearl-pale sky.

Breath hangs, visible ghosts
in the frosty air,
a tangible reminder of the shift,
the slow descent.

First flakes fall, tentative,
hesitant dancers,
then a flurry, a rush,
blanketing the world in quiet.

Winter arrives,
not with a shout,
but a hushed exhale,
a settling silence.
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My request to Gemini was: "Describe the arrival of winter through a free verse poem"

Gemini is testable here at the time this image was made (list of testable models may change):
https://aistudio.google.com/app/prompts/new_chat