#poem

The Beauty and Majesty of Nature's Trees

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  • Prompt: I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest 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.
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The Palace Of My Beloved

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  • Prompt: I will build for you each night A palace luminous With whole blocks of emerald And diamond stones. Shall it be skyblue as your eyes, Or green as your wishes: Be, and the palace too shall be. Sing softly, and obedient it will take you And fly aloft like a drunken bird, And rise on a thread of light, seeking two sunken stars; driven on by the seconds of time, Their eyes closed in the discourse of night. When together you have traversed The expanse, and the oceans of light, and reached the dome of heaven Where sleep and dreams are made, Asl after those my fingers Which once touched that soil, Sowed there flowers of welcome Befor your visit came, That might one day mark The way to your fine palace. Should you tire of the palace of the pain of solitude and grief, And remember this our earth, its hills and streams, Then whisper and I shall come, The word's verdure in my cloak. With sickness past, ask, O my desire, That I erect anew the ruin. If you love with a passion That sheds luster on the dimmest star, Then will i build myself in the skies A Baalbek or Palmyra, And say: ''Rejoice, be glad, catch each comet like a ball'' With the world as but a show For you, your amusement and your whim.
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The Loss Of My Mother On January 13 2025

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  • Prompt: a weeping woman with long disheveled brown hair and her hands covering her face. She kneels in heavy rain on a grey dull background. Behind her in the rain, a cracked grey wall. She wears a flowing, burgundy dress. The image is vivid, stark, grieving, hyperreal, surreal, tears mingle with the rain. abstract vector fractal, wave function, Zentangle, 3d shading
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Panther's Gaze: Strength Behind Bars

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Winter is here, and the wolves are ready

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  • Prompt: The wind, that sneaky bastard, it used to whisper through the pines, soft, like a lover's promise in July. Now it howls, a goddamn wolf, ripping the last leaves from the birches like an old man tearing up lottery tickets. The lake, she's holding her breath, that dark mirror gone still, waiting for the first icy hand to grip her. The sun, that lazy prick, barely bothers to climb over the treeline anymore. Just a weak, yellow yawn across the fields, and then it's back to bed. The air, it smells different now. Not of damp earth and mushrooms, but of something sharp, something clean. Like a freshly sharpened axe. The ground, hard as a miser's heart, no more give, no more softness. Even the crows sound different, their cawing more urgent, like they know something we don't. Or maybe they just know what's coming. The long dark. The silence. The cold that seeps into your bones and makes you question if spring will ever come back. But then... But then you see the first snowflakes. Fat, lazy, like they've got all the time in the world. And you know it's here. Winter. And it's not just an ending, is it? It's a beginning, too. A time for stories by the fire. A time for the Northern Lights to dance. A time for the world to sleep, and dream of what's to come. And maybe, just maybe, we'll dream a little, too.
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My thorny thoughts...

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  • Prompt: My thorny thoughts, my thorny thoughts, You bring me only woe! Why do you on the paper stand So sadly row on row? ... Why did the winds not scatter you Like dust across the steppes? Why did ill-luck not cradle you To sleep upon its breast? ... My thoughts, my melancholy thoughts, My children, tender shoots! I nursed you, brought you up -- and now What shall I do with you? ... Go to Ukraine, my homeless waifs! Your way make to Ukraine Along back roads like vagabonds, But I'm doomed here to stay. There you will find a heart that's true And words of welcome kind, There honesty, unvarnished truth And, maybe, fame you'll find ... So welcome them, my Motherland, Ukraine, into your home! Accept my guileless, simple brood And take them for your own!
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Fairytale Fox

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  • Prompt: Watercolor in the style of Josephine Wall, Tomasz Allen Kopera, Dariusz Zawadzki, Andreja Peklar, Ivan Shiskine, a whimsical scene set in a cozy, rustic study with an anthropomorphic fox sitting at a wooden desk. The fox has a detailed, furry face with large, expressive eyes and protruding ears. Dressed in a historical, earthy coat with a belt, the fox is diligently writing in an open sketchbook displaying intricate drawings. The setting includes a cluttered wooden desk adorned with various artist's supplies and tools, and a small bookshelf filled with vessels and knick-knacks; all bathed in soft, natural light streaming through a window. In the foreground, two smaller anthropomorphic foxes, reminiscent of fox cubs, curiously watch the fox from the corner, adding a playful touch to the scene. The overall mood is one of creativity and charm, with a rich color palette of brown, green and soft beige tones.
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Endless Love in a Golden Embrace - November 21, 2024

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  • Prompt: "UNSPOKEN" Happiness is sharing; quite... unspoken... moments, with you.
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Morning Sun

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  • Prompt: I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away! I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birthday,— The tree is living yet! In the style of Jack Butler Yeats... elements of Van Gogh
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Looking into the Mirror

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1823

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Swan Lake

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  • Prompt: A white Swan...And nearer to the river's trembling edge There grew broad flag-flowers, purple pranked with white, And starry river buds among the sedge, And floating water-lilies, broad and bright, Which lit the oak that overhung the hedge With moonlight beams of their own watery light; And bulrushes, and reeds of such deep green As soothed the dazzled eye with sober sheen.
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"The pressure… maybe one day…

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  • Prompt: Ethereal portrait of a beautiful ancient goddess. “Hmong Textile Patchwork" By Enki Bilal & Paul Klee & Jennifer Lommers & Hans Hartung & Meghan Duncanson & Mark Rothko & Dee Nickerson & Victor Brauner & Didier Lourenço & ∞
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Melodic Enchantment: Underwater Flute Scene

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  • Prompt: In the Thai epic poem Phra Aphai Mani, there is a scene where the protagonist, Phra Aphai Mani, plays his magical flute while submerged underwater. This scene is often depicted in Thai art and literature, and it has become one of the most iconic images associated with the poem.
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Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair

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  • Prompt: I met a traveler from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.” Kelly Freas, Zdzisław Beksiński, Gerald Brom, complementary colors, underground comix, oil on canvas, fantastical, fantasy, ominous, fantasycore, storybook illustration
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings

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  • Prompt: I met a traveler from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.” Kelly Freas, Zdzisław Beksiński, Gerald Brom, complementary colors, underground comix, oil on canvas, fantastical, fantasy, ominous, fantasycore, storybook illustration
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My Secret Garden

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  • Prompt: I dreamt there was a garden here, The grass grew bottle-green, and air fell tissue-paper blue, on flowers flush, on branch and brush, and softened all between...
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IT WILL BE AUTUMN XV - In dreams, he travels to her, to his love, his happiness

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  • Prompt: In dreams, he travels to her, to his love, his happiness, and his cat, with gentle paws, settles down beside him, as both drift into peaceful slumber.
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IT WILL BE AUTUMN XIV - Inspired, he embarks on great deeds

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  • Prompt: Inspired, he embarks on great deeds, guided by the love residing in his heart, and as the knight’s spirit grows weary, he lies back, relaxed.
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IT WILL BE AUTUMN XIII - Is it wisdom or bravery, which virtue is the greatest?

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  • Prompt: Is it wisdom or bravery, which virtue is the greatest? He ponders since his youth, but above all, love reigns supreme
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