Staring at the blank page, I wonder which words will Walk in the journal of the age Of fake people, news, expectations that kill The soul of creativity replaced, Replaced by AI, that seems to insist It will take over ingenuity, graced By humanity’s wondrous spirit whose gist Is made of light, dark, and grey. […]
Thank you, Ray, for including my poem in your blog.
Google’s Child: AI
Mr. & Mrs. Google:”What have you done?” We’ve had a child: AI. What does it do? It copies people’s work without stricture. What do you mean? I mean, ask for a Monet, And it’ll create a copy of his style And posit it as a new and improved Monet.
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Analysis, conclusion, and a proven hypothesis! How easy is that? Uhhhhhhhhhh Fake Fake Fake No originality No reality No imagination No compassion No humanity No hope
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.
The eagle’s flight is sacred to me, it represents freedom and breaking the bonds of social stricture. I wanted to get the idea across that an eagle never loses his self-confidence, and, we, as humans, should look up into the sky for the example we want to follow.
My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.