#poem

She Walks in Beauty

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1024 (1.84 MP)

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  • Prompt: Full body splash art portrait. She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
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"Crystal flake´s winter ballet"

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 856 X 1200 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the frosty grasp of winter's tale, A crystal flake begins to sail, Through the chilly air it glides, A masterpiece in nature's guides. Delicate and wondrously formed, Intricate patterns, each adorned, With glistening facets, pure and bright, Reflecting hues of soft moonlight. A dance of beauty, a fleeting glance, As it descends in a tranquil trance, From heavens high, it softly lands, Upon the earth, in gentle hands. Unique in shape, no two alike, A tiny wonder, a snowflake strike, A fleeting moment, a work of art, A miracle born from nature's heart. So fragile yet with strength untold, A tale of wonder, to behold, In its brief life, a story told, Of beauty, grace, and secrets bold. Oh, crystal flake, in silence drift, Your presence, nature's subtle gift, A symbol of transient delight, A fleeting marvel, a winter's night.
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"Trees" Poem by Joyce Kilmer

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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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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Poe's Raven

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1161 X 903 (1.05 MP)

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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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Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.”

• Model: Artistic

• 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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A poem by me

• Model: Fantasy

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Through lost winds of time I barely survive When I start to breathe I vicariously thrive When I start to see I let the world imbibe When I start to feel I cry
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Ciggarets are Easy to Consume

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Everyday my email is full of propaganda. Marketing adds for job websites I may or may not have signed up for, obfuscating the opportunities that could be brought for one who apparently cannot apply in person I sell myself on my charisma, i just need them to talk to me And the border keeps me from working in the country that holds my great loves With housing figured out its almost enraging, frustrating I feel the need to extrapolate into the blues The tell tale signs of rot The meta cognitive games we play to interact with each other The relativity of intelligence The system integration I reject for its eldritch horror, but the old ways are gone At least hear Burning bridges, collecting the hard luck fucks of fury, I throw my hands out in the air cutting down the motion of trying to thumb a ride, relenting to the forces of time throughing my though off track, back down to the lane of pain where one finds the dreams of the white lines on the highway. Love, what is it but a chemical concoction mixed up in the soup, a strong reaction driven by those who get you off be it physical or in a more cerebral state, the sexiest soups got both but to many people don't need a reason
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Fantasmagótico

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 768 X 768 (0.59 MP)

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  • Prompt: Cute ghost based on David Bowie with a red lightning on his face in Pixar style with a gotic church in the background
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The Monster

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 864 X 672 (0.58 MP)

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  • Prompt: The monsters were never under my bed. Because the monsters were inside my head. I fear no monsters, for no monsters I see. Because all this time the monster has been me.
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Sun Haiku

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1152 X 896 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: in the morning dew sunrise's glow, brilliant dancing, flashing me
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Sea Fever

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1122 X 1871 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: Beautiful seascape in the style of Van Gogh, magnificent surreal sailing ship with white sails... azure sky... elements of Klimt in the deep green sea. Detailed, crisp with perfect composition, fluffy clouds, white sails
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For Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Bulgarian lesson Drunker than the black wine of someone else's gaze, to me for harmony - she, but she doesn’t need it. I need a step to freedom, and passed by it, it is extreme in cases, I am only in kind. She is faithful in declinations, I am in accents So let's drink dark wine - until enlightenment! Let's look for bitter blackness, to radiate the event needs me (and you!), to happen. And isn't it my fault? what didn't happen and isn't it my fault? Did not work out. And isn't it my fault? did not make a cry: az te obicham, I love, az te obicham! Move inside me balls of bliss, a lump comes to the throat - sign of perfection, say quietly: zhanym*, az te obicham. Give me your hand We have such a custom... --- * “zhanym” – my soul (appeal (Turk.)
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Sakura Village

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: In a realm where cherry blossoms whispered the tales of bygone warriors, a village lay in slumber—a canvas painted with the brushstrokes of Japan's storied past. Here, Sakura's life unfurled—a symphony composed of threads of tradition and rebellion; each note a testament to her unyielding spirit.
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Vampire on the balcony

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1643 X 1278 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: Vampire poet writing on the castle balcony, moon and stars in the background
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Heavy Earth

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1635 X 1285 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: Heavy Earth's embrace, Gravity's burden I bear, Grounded by its pull.
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Amado_Nervo_-A-_Leonor.mp3

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Tu cabellera es negra como el ala del misterio; tan negra como un lóbrego jamás, como un adiós
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Der Panther

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Panther, prison, Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe so müd geworden, dass er nichts mehr hält. Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt.
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A Peom of Coffee

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1152 X 896 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the embrace of morning's gentle glow, A fragrant elixir stirs my senses awake. Behold the magic that this brew bestows, A symphony of flavor, a heavenly ache. In swirling tendrils, steam begins to rise, A mesmerizing dance in delicate ascent. The aroma, a sweet promise that belies, Awakening every pore, every sense it meant. A sip, a momentary bliss that unfurls, A journey that transports, like a swift flight. Bold and robust, or a smoothness that twirls, Coffee, a companion through day and night. With every sip, the world becomes clear, Energy surges, thoughts ignite and collide. A respite from chaos, a moment of sheer, Where dreams take shape and worries subside. Oh, humble coffee, a friend through the years, Your warmth, a solace in life's grand design. From the first cup to the last, it appears, You fuel our spirits, and forever you shine. So let us raise our cups, in tribute we say, To the humble bean, the brew we adore. Coffee, a muse that brightens our way, A caffeinated elixir forevermore.
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Nevermore

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1635 X 1285 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: "And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted—nevermore!"
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Tapestry

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: A painting in the style of degas based on this poem In realms of shadows, where sightless eyes reside, I ponder how to paint the hues inside. A palette of emotions, unseen and untamed, In words and whispers, my essence proclaimed. To you, who cannot glimpse my outward grace, I’ll craft a verse, my soul’s revealing embrace. Through sonnets’ dance and metaphoric flight, I’ll share the essence veiled in spectral light. A whispering breeze, my laughter cascades, Like gentle ripples on moonlit glades. With fragrant verses, my passions unfold, In blossoming gardens of stories untold. My heart’s canvas, adorned with dreams and fears, Brush strokes of love, washing away the tears. An orchestra of emotions, softly played, A symphony of feelings, carefully arrayed. In tender verses, you’ll find my soul’s decree, Unseen, yet present, ever more to be. So close your eyes and let your heart behold, The tapestry of me, in words of gold.
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