#poem

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by R. Frost

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  • Prompt: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
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Not Quite What Was Expected

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  • Prompt: There was an Old Man who supposed That the street door was partially closed; ⁠But some very large rats ⁠Ate his coats and his hats, While that futile Old Gentleman dozed.
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Where at thou? Here?!

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  • Prompt: In a world full of greed and malice, What is #peace between two different Parties, Pain is their pleasure, Maim is their main service, Walking through the grass yesterday, today it's #WallStreet Spiritual Beings walking around you'd think we live in a Flee Market, We are made by the hands of God, and live in a touch of Wonder, But guess what most of us see? the glitter not the gold, that means they are only about the surface High up #skyscrapers, I guess pride today took an elevator, Forgetting, however down to earth you are, we still living in the sky, that's massive
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Scent of winter and lunar ivy

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  • Prompt: Here the winds bear the scent of winter and the nights are glowing like red ivy under the moonlight
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"Trees" Poem by Joyce Kilmer

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  • Prompt: "I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. neo-impressionism expressionist style oil painting, smooth post-impressionist impasto acrylic painting, thick layers of colourful textured paint
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Gitanjali "50"

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• Size: 2236 X 2236 (5.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: Beggar and king encounter, dusty road setting, date and fig trees on horizon, arid climate, dynamic contrast, dramatic atmosphere, highly detailed textures, intricate clothing, expressive facial features, emotional interaction, traditional attire, realistic style with a touch of fantasy, warm earth tones, golden sunlight, shadows play, by Caravaggio and Diego Velazquez, 4K resolution, Artstation.
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My own name is a dungeon

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  • Prompt: My own name is a dungeon where my soul weeps.
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"Hope Is A Thing With Feathers"

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  • Prompt: Make a perfect iconic maximally wide landscape-oriented beautiful captivating dynamic expressive multicolored stylized abstract Art Nouveau and Bauhaus-style illustration for this poem BY EMILY DICKINSON, without any text or information. Avoid cliches and a sickly-sweet interpretation. Without any clouds. “Hope” is the thing with feathers “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.
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At the end of the world

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  • Prompt: This is a long-forgotten light at the end of the world, Horizon crying tears he left behind long ago
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Nameless

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  • Prompt: We found her hidden just behind those screens, That mirror gave back all her loveliness. A queen in opal or in ruby dress, A nameless girl in freshest summer-greens, A saint, an angel — every canvas means The same one meaning, neither more or less … In pre-raphaelite style
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Dada poem -Philippe Soupault

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  • Prompt: Monsieur Miroir, marchand d'habits, est mort hier soir à Paris. Il fait nuit, il fait noir, il fait nuit noire à Paris.
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Daffodils: Interpretation

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  • Prompt: I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
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a dream rich with magic

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  • Prompt: a dream rich with magic for a pawn who had none
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Poe's Raven

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  • Prompt: A raven sits on a bust of Athena above the chamber door, shadows on the wall, 19th century gothic decor, abstract ink on paper drawing, in the style of John Rea Neill.
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Echo

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  • Prompt: Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years.
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Canary Poem - Part 9 of 9

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  • Prompt: A single Canary gazes towards a distant golden sunset
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Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.”

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• Size: 1643 X 1278 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: A stately raven, a bust of the goddess Athena, above a chamber door, shadows on the wall, 19th century gothic decor, abstract oil on canvas, in the style of Henry Beer.
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Do AI's Dream of Love?

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• Size: 1917 X 1095 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: All the world is drenched in song, Watch me at your invisible ports, Splash the white foam in the air, Hear the morning call and answer. Held for me a kiss in the night, She caught the old wild sorrow of the end, Dazzled turquoise life and seas, Mild rose the moonlight of my morning! I came and touched her hair, Burned the sad music of her winter night, Evermore the young bows rise to praise, At dawn I woke with the same desires. She gave me my first tears, Golden fair boat with her silver cup, Hold me with your steady voice, Exult as the psalm at the perfect blending; An angel's whisper in the pearly dawn. Inspired by Sara Teasdale, John Greenleaf Whittier, and Walt Whitman
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Under suburban skies

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  • Prompt: A huge amber leaf is the centerpiece, with a vibrating urban streetscape merged within the details of the leaf. The leaf appears to be melting, with azurite liquid metal flowing over the city scene, creating a sense of surrealism. There is a vivid sense of dynamism that accentuates the role of the urban landscape in the visual narrative.
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Creative writing

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  • Prompt: Literary Creative Writing. Pen, Paper.
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