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Oh wow! It can rhyme! Write a rhyming poem comparing love to a beautiful flower: A flower so beautiful and fair Love can be found everywhere Its pet
by zoba 4y ago
Oh wow! It can rhyme!
Write a rhyming poem comparing love to a beautiful flower:
A flower so beautiful and fair
Love can be found everywhere
Its petals so vibrant and bright
A love that will last day and night
The beauty of love, like a flower
It's a beauty that will never cower
A feeling of joy that will last
Like a flower, love stands fast
The beauty of love is so true
Like a blooming flower for me and for you
No matter the season, it will stay
Love is like a beautiful flower, in every way.
- thinkmcfly 4y ago002 could rhyme alright with the right prompt
- zoba 4y agoI could get 002 to rhyme individual words, but not in a poetry format. Not claiming to be the world's best prompt engineer though.
- oldgradstudent 4y agoHave it compose a poem — a poem about a haircut! But lofty, noble, tragic, timeless, full of love, treachery, retribution, quiet heroism in the face of certain doom! Six lines, cleverly rhymed, and every word beginning with the letter S!!
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- tspike 4y agoStately she stands, so solemnly still She sharpens the scissors, and sharpens her skill She'll snip and she'll shape, and her fingers so swift Will swiftly restore a style so befitting She slices the strands with a silent salute To sacredly sanctify the silhouette
- nathell 4y agoMy attempt with text-davinci-002: https://twitter.com/nathell/status/1551557069043650560/photo/1 https://twitter.com/nathell/status/1551557069043650560/photo... (a corresponding Polish version can be found in the thread as well)
- anigbrowl 4y agoCyberiad appreciator checkin https://mwichary.medium.com/seduced-shaggy-samson-snored-725b5a8086d9 https://mwichary.medium.com/seduced-shaggy-samson-snored-725...
- blindot 4y agoSleek strands of sadness, soon severed and shorn; Solace sought in scissors, slicing and scorned. Sublime sorrow, set sorrowfully still; Stoic heart to surrender, so swiftly and shrill. Secrets spilled in soft, sorrowful swish Sorrowful sounds, soon silenced with snip.
- mgraczyk 4y agoDamn that's bad poetry
- chpatrick 4y agoSir, your dog can compose poetry! Yes, but not very well.
- EZ-Cheeze 4y agoCompose a poem — a poem about a haircut! But lofty, noble, tragic, timeless, full of love, treachery, retribution, quiet heroism in the face of certain doom! Six lines, cleverly rhymed, and every line beginning with the letter S! She stands so still beneath the sheers, Snipped locks that once clung to her ears. Solemnly she stares in the glass, Shorn hair reveals her past, alas. Sorrowful the secret she bears, Still the new style she proudly wears. it's good, first run after i relaxed from "each word" to "each line" this is awesome, thanks openai
- Terretta 4y agoOh, that's Byron, "When we two parted" Sleek strands of sadness, soon severed and shorn; Solace sought in scissors, slicing and scorned... When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years...
- behnamoh 4y agoGwern will be happy!
- EZ-Cheeze 4y agoWrite a short rhyming poem explaining Einstein's theory of general relativity in easy but accurate terms If you want to understand Einstein's thought It's not that hard if you give it a shot General Relativity is the name of the game Where space and time cannot remain the same Mass affects the curvature of space Which affects the flow of time's race An object's motion will be affected By the distortion that is detected The closer you are to a large mass The slower time will seem to pass The farther away you may be Time will speed up for you to see first try with that prompt... yeah davinci-3 is awesome btw "If" was also part of the prompt
- JimDread 4y agoWrite a short goth rhyming poem about lost love
- samhickford 4y agoThis doesn't scan. 'Where space and time cannot remain the same' is hyper-metrical, for example. The 'flow' of a 'race' makes no actual sense. It's like a five year old's tawdry attempts at poetry in crayon. Get off the AI bandwagon for your own soul, poetry is an organic thing.
- avivzvgmailcom 4y agoAnts
- 8f2ab37a-ed6c 4y agoAm I the only one whose brain is fully blown by seeing stuff like this? It feels strange to look at that kind of output from an algorithm and just shrug one's shoulders with apathy.
- typest 4y agoThat’s amazing that it can rhyme, without having the ability to hear.
- Der_Einzige 4y agoBtw related to this, I wrote a paper showing that most language models can be poets if you force them to be! https://aclanthology.org/2022.cai-1.2/ https://aclanthology.org/2022.cai-1.2/
- urbankris 4y agoI still writes very banal poetry though. I gave it the first 3 lines of a T.S.Eliot poem and it spits out very cliched, trivial poetry. Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through half-forgotten doorways, To places we have never been before. Let us explore the unknown, and find our way To a place of peace and joy, and never stray. Let us find a place of solace, and stay Where we can be ourselves, and never fear. Let us find a place of comfort, and share The love that we have found, and never part. Let us find a place of beauty, and bask In the warmth of the sun, and never ask. Let us find a place of harmony, and sing The songs of our hearts, and never tire. Let us find a place of contentment, and be Forever happy, and never leave.
- krageon 4y agoI've never been able to distinguish bad from good poetry. Over the years I've asked many people (including teachers) to explain it to me and they cannot. Can you? I would really enjoy understanding. To address your criticism: To be relatable poetry must be cliched, as it is about the human experience. That is as cliche as it gets: it is about things everyone knows.
- urbankris 4y agoI don't think I can, unfortunately :) It's really a subjective evaluation, but I viscerally find GPT3's output here miles less interesting than Eliot. It needs to have some layers... or at least the appearance of having layers. Unexpected combinations of expressions and words.. yet unexpected in a way that they don't seem forced. It shouldn't be just rearranged prose. And it has to have a certain flow... when there isn't flow it has to be deliberate. You can still like whatever poetry you like, I'm just telling you personal reaction. And even though I use some pretty loaded words like "trivial/banal", it's just how I'd describe my reaction. Not meant to be authoritative. These lines by GPT3: Let us go, through half-forgotten doorways, To places we have never been before. Let us explore the unknown, and find our way To a place of peace and joy, and never stray. Let us find a place of solace, and stay Where we can be ourselves, and never fear. The first line has potential. The second one feels slightly worse, but it could still be fine depending on what comes next. Even the 3rd is still ok.. "explore the unknown" is a bit in a the danger zone, but it could easily be continued with something that completely justifies it. Now this: and find our way To a place of peace and joy, and never stray. I don't know, that just feels like a disappointing continuation. There's nothing unexpected about it, and it's an unoriginal sentiment said in a unoriginal way. It can be one or the other, but being both kills it for me. "peace and joy, and never stray" sounds like a forced rhyme and is a bit too saccharine without justification. And there just isn't much there. Let us find a place of solace, and stay Where we can be ourselves, and never fear. The first line here is just reiterating, more or less, the previous line. Still boring. Nothing that would jolt you to attention. "Where we can be ourselves, and never fear" is more of the same, just even more unoriginal. "Be yourself" needs to have a lot more around it and be more cleverly woven into context to make it a good poem, IMO. The rest of the poem just goes on in the same vein. Culminating in: Let us find a place of contentment, and be Forever happy, and never leave. "Lets go somewhere nice and be ourselves and happy" said with a lot of generic ways. As to your point: To address your criticism: To be relatable poetry must be cliched, as it is about the human experience. That is as cliche as it gets: it is about things everyone knows. A poem can be about relatable things, I just thing it has to be crafted with more care than the GPT3 poem I posted appears to be. Again, this is mostly me rationalising my reaction... that is to say, I'm trying to put into words what is mostly an intuitive reaction. This is the original poem: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/44212/the-love-song-of-j-alfred-prufrock https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/44212/... Tell me how you think it compares.
- stefs 4y agoWrite a poem comparing love to tractors: A flower so beautiful like the shining sheet metal body reflecting the light though the tires are muddy --- generate! --- A tractor stands tall and proud, a symbol of strength it takes its own path, it doesn't need a length Love is like a tractor, it gives us a push it's full of power, it can be a plus It carries us over the hills and valleys so high it helps us get through, no matter how we try It can take us to places we've never been before soaring through the sky, no need to explore A tractor and love have so much in common they both give us hope, they never stop runnin' The tractor is reliable and won't ever let us down just like love, it's always around A tractor is more than a machine, it's a symbol of strength just like love, it can go any length.
- stefs 4y agoit even keeps the chorus! Write rap lyrics about having a body of wood and teeth of a horse: --- compute --- Verse 1: My body's made of wood, my teeth they look like a horse My gait is stiff and slow, I'm an anomaly of course People stare and point, I'm a walking paradox Bound in my wooden frame, I'm a living paradox Chorus: My wooden body, my horse teeth My living paradox, I'm unique My wooden body, my horse teeth My living paradox, I'm unique Verse 2: My destiny's defined, I'm a walking rarity A one-of-a-kind, a sight of pure variety My actions are precise, my movements are mechanical My wooden body's a mask, protecting my emotional Chorus: My wooden body, my horse teeth My living paradox, I'm unique My wooden body, my horse teeth My living paradox, I'm unique Bridge: My wooden body can't break, my horse teeth can't decay My living paradox will live on, I will outlast the days Chorus: My wooden body, my horse teeth My living paradox, I'm unique My wooden body, my horse teeth My living paradox, I'm unique
- baandam 4y agoHaha that is wonderful.