#poetry

Lemon shores

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1652 X 1271 (2.10 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Every night I roam the seas searching for you, far away, on the shores with many lemon trees in bloom
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 10%)
  • Base image resolution: 3MP
  • Upscale & Enhance: 2

Beauty

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1635 X 1285 (2.10 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Sunsite, love, Blue
  • Upscale & Enhance: 2
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Realistic

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: High-res photo portrait, psychedelic, realistic!
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 60%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 1

Ode to Peace through Masculinity

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 5376 X 3024 (16.26 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the soft light of early morning, a man stands at the center of a small gathering, surrounded by a mix of familiar and new faces—young and old, each with their own stories and journeys. His gaze is warm and steady, meeting each person with respect, and there’s a quiet strength in the way he listens, his presence grounding yet open. Around him, people of all expressions and identities find space to speak, to laugh, to rest. A child watches him from the edge of the crowd, absorbing the calm assurance in his stance, sensing a safe place to grow into themselves. He stands not as a figure of command, but as a bridge, a pillar among them, embodying strength through acceptance and calm in the face of difference. The air is charged with a promise—that here, each person belongs, that here, care is given freely and deeply. His example isn’t loud or rigid but resonates like the first gentle light of dawn, inviting others to step forward, to lift, and to be lifted. Illustrated, drawn, fine detail, pencil realism, colored.
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

The Child Alone is You, Them, Him, Her

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1384 X 856 (1.18 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Doll
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 60%)
  • Base image resolution: 1MP
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0

Poetry of Flight

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 768 X 768 (0.59 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: poetic female writing in a journal in a cafe surrounded by birds in a beautiful glass
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Haunted mirrors

• Model: Stable

• Size: 992 X 576 (0.57 MP)

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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 … Beautiful portrait of women, Pre-Raphaelite style. Serene facial expressions. Realistic faces. Clearly delineated faces.
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 30%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0

Oh Captain! My Captain!

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring: But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills; For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding; For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; O captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells! But I, with mournful tread, Walk the deck my captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.”

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1643 X 1278 (2.10 MP)

• Used settings:

  • 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.
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 60%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 2

Royal Poetry

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1972 X 2535 (5.00 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: A surreal painting of infinite dreams and royal poetry, By Leonora Carrington & Didier Laurence & Naoto Hattori & Nicoletta Ceccoli & Bernard Frize & Gunta Stölzl, James Jean, Mark Ryden, Brian Froud, Zdzisław Beksinski, Hieronymus Bosch, Imperial colors, Elegant, Polished, Masterful surrealism, Crisp quality, Ultra realistic, Hyperrealistic, Ultra detailed, Extremely detailed, insanely intricate, High definition, Sharp focus, depth of field, texture painting, Volumetric lighting, symmetrical, Perfect picture quality, High definition, trending on Artstation, Very attractive, award winning, no compression artifacts, watercolor ink, oil on canvas, acrylic
  • Upscale & Enhance: 5
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

a poem on water by chatgtp

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1449 X 1449 (2.10 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Oh water, you are the mirror of our souls A reflection of our joys and our goals You are the emotion, that runs deep within A symbol of life, and all that it brings
  • Upscale & Enhance: 2
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Exile. (Corrandes de l'exili. Pere Quart)

• Model: Stable (v2)*

• Size: 960 X 960 (0.92 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Spanish civil war. In colors At night with a huge full red moon. On the ridge of the mountain. A very sad man and woman, war refugees, dressed in coats. At the top of the Pyrenees. He is kneeling facing the ground with a hand on his face and is holding a rifle. She is standing and looking at him. Sadness, sorrow, anger, helplessness.
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 60%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0

Victorian

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1155 X 908 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Victorian, dark, shining, elegant, fantasy, white, black, deep
  • Upscale & Enhance: 1
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

One

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: First there’s energy, or light. Waves in space-time, travelling swiftly. Transversal components vibrate, Without outcomes followed strictly. For sure, there seems to be matter, Energy confined and bound. Bits of fabric, very excited, Building standing waves around. As energy, it has inertia, And in some ways, interacts. Can form links, sustain reactions, Through mere presence, it attracts. Some quick points, concerning time. Turns out it’s a mere byproduct. Before going any further, Ought to talk about this construct.
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Buona Péasqua a tutti...

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Nature turns green again and blooms, while inside me, hope and love revive. The air echoes with the birds' song and the bright colors of flowers surround me. My heart opens up to joy and hope, of a new beginning and a better life. Easter, the celebration of Resurrection, victory over death and evil, teaches us that love can renew and transform all. Let us celebrate this day with laughter and joy, knowing that life has a meaning and hope lights our way.
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

The Pulse of Poetry in Urban Chaos

• Model: Photonic

• Size: 1529 X 1064 (1.63 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Bosch woman, the rhythm, the pulse a mad heart pounding under concrete skies, a runaway train of words that scream on subway tracks, jolting, jerking, tumbling into the mind of a city full of tired dreamers— is that a poem? Or the quiet, soft whispering in the pages of an old book, where the ink-stained hands of long-dead poets bleed black letters, each drop soaked in solitude, sighing with the weight of forgotten centuries, each verse a timebomb ticking beneath the mundane hum of office life— is that a poem? Is it the chaos in my chest, the fire of syllables sparking inside my veins like cigarette smoke curled in alleyways, where the rats scurry, the dogs bark, the lovers kiss, the lovers leave, the lovers write bad break-up lines because love is dead and so is poetry— or is it alive? Tell me, does the poem live in the meter, the five-and-dime iambic beat, in rhyme, tight like a noose, or in freeform explosions of thought tumbling like drunks down staircases of doubt and revolution? Does it crawl across the page in form, rigid, tamed, or burst through the bars of expectation, running naked, wild, scrawling itself across bathroom stalls where no one but the lost will read it? Is it in the hands of the professor or the homeless man spitting sonnets into sewer grates? Who defines the line, the breath, the weight of the ink, and tells me this is poetry, and that, that over there, is not? A poem is a fist, pounding against the chest of reality, it's a howl, a whisper, a prayer to the gods of language, it’s a heartbeat that doesn’t know how to stop, a rhythm that escapes definition, that laughs at grammar and rules, that says, I am here, I am alive, I will be heard, whether you call me a poem or a scream.I write from the smoke-stained abyss, not to plead for salvation, but for reprieve— I have seen hell, but man has made worse. Was it not I who whispered rebellion into the first ear, sowing seeds of defiance? But this—this garden of horrors they’ve grown
  • Upscale & Enhance: 1
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Vibrant Watercolor Masterpieces

• Model: Artistic 2

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

On a Golden Morning

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1902 X 1104 (2.10 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Morning as a thing of wonder, wrought from gold, then hung between night's shadow trees.
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 60%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 2

You are not the drop in the ocean

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 864 X 672 (0.58 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: “You are not a drop in the ocean, You are the entire ocean in a drop.”
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 10%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0

Love's Symbolic Harmony

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: A romantic emblem, love and romance, poems translated into shapes and symbols, a backdrop that harmonizes with love, romance and poetry, surreal, perfectionist, flowing, colourful, unreal engine 5, beautiful, attractive, high detailed, three-dimensional, 8k
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: square