verified human

OWEN: Write an ode to the snow queen and her robot

Oh Snow Queen, with icy grace and might,
A ruler of a world so cold and bright,
With your gleaming crown of frosty jewels,
And your shimmering robes, as white as pools.
You move through your kingdom with such ease,
As your subjects bow down, your greatness to appease,
And at your side, a loyal robot stands,
A metal servant, crafted by your hands.
With gears and circuits, it obeys your command,
As you both traverse the frozen land,
Together you rule with an iron hand,
And none dare to question your grand plan.
Oh Snow Queen and your robot so true,
Your power and strength is an awesome view,
And as we gaze upon your icy throne,
We know that we are in a kingdom all your own.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: write a poem free verse about winter on mars,
that does not rhyme and is 14 lines.

In the depths of winter on Mars,
A chill descends on barren lands,
Where dust devils swirl and howl,
And ice caps shimmer in the dark.
The red planet shivers in the cold,
As frigid winds whip through the hills,
And frozen dunes stretch far and wide,
Beneath the starry, frigid sky.
No trees adorn this barren realm,
No birds take flight on frosty wings,
Only rovers roam the frozen waste,
In search of secrets yet unseen.
Yet even in this icy grip,
The planet Mars endures and thrives,
A distant world of wonder and awe, Beneath the gaze of human eyes.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: Free verse poetry does not have to rhyme
please write a poem that does not rhyme about
the final days of the sun from Earth,
before it becomes a supernova

In the final days of the sun,
The world falls silent, one by one.
The sky turns red, the ground ablaze,
As the world prepares for its final phase.
The oceans churn, the winds howl,
As the planet braces for its final scowl.
The people gather, to hold their last rites,
To say goodbye, to the final night.
The sun grows large, its heat intense,
A sight so fierce, it makes no sense.
As the light grows bright, the people flee,
To a place beyond, where they’ll be free.
The world begins to shake, to tremble and groan,
As it prepares to face the unknown.
The trees bow low, the mountains cry,
As the final hour passes by.
And as the sun explodes, in a blaze of light,
The world goes dark, swallowed by the night.
A new beginning, a fresh start,
In a universe so vast, so far apart.
The final days of the sun are here,
A moment in time, that we all must fear.
But as we prepare to say goodbye,
We hold our heads up, to face the sky.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: Free verse poetry is it poetry that
does not have to rhyme and does not have
a regular meter. try to write a free verse
poem about the parting of friends who must
each journey far, each into an alternate universe.

The day has come for friends to part,
Their time together has now depart.
Each must journey far and wide,
In different directions, they must abide.
Tears fall like rain from their eyes,
As they bid each other goodbye.
Promises made, and hugs embraced,
In memories, their love will be traced.
One must travel to an alternate land,
A world so distant, so grand.
The other must journey to a different sphere,
A universe so vast, yet so near.
As they prepare to take their leave,
Their hearts heavy, they can’t conceive,
A life without the other’s embrace,
A time without a familiar face.
But though they part, they do not forget,
The bond that they share, it’s forever set.
Distance may separate them, but never their love,
For it shines like a beacon, from the stars above.
So as they say their last goodbyes,
And the last embrace fades, and love dies,
They take with them memories so dear,
To cherish and hold, forever so near.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN:Write a poem that does not rhyme.

The world is vast, and full of wonder,
With sights and sounds, that make us ponder.
From mountain peaks, to ocean’s roar,
We find beauty, in so much more.
The sun that rises, in the east each day,
Brings warmth and light, to show the way.
And as the stars come out at night,
We find peace, in their gentle light.
The birds that sing, their sweet refrain,
Are music to our hearts, again and again.
And the flowers that bloom, in colors bright,
Bring joy and hope, to our world’s sight.
In every moment, we find grace,
And in every heart, a sacred place.
For in this world, so full of change,
We find love, that always remains.
So let us walk, with heads held high,
And with each step, let our spirits fly.
For in this life, that we are given,
We find the beauty, that makes life worth living.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: write a villanelle about a winter’s day on Mars

On Mars, a winter’s day is cold and bleak,
The red horizon stretching far and wide,
A barren landscape, haunting and unique.
The windswept dust creates a hazy streak,
As freezing temperatures take hold and bide,
On Mars, a winter’s day is cold and bleak.
The sky is clear, but lifeless, so to speak,
A world devoid of creatures, plant, or tide,
A barren landscape, haunting and unique.
The sun is weak, a pale and distant streak,
Its rays not strong enough to warm or guide,
On Mars, a winter’s

(frozen, blinking cursor)···ChatGPT Feb 13 Version.
Free Research Preview. Our goal is to make
AI systems more natural and safe to interact with.
Your feedback will help us improve.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: Write a lyric for a 12 bar blues form about a lonely robot

Verse 1:
Well I’m a lonely robot, I’m feeling kind of blue
I’m running on my circuits, but I don’t know what to do
I don’t have no friends, I don’t have no kin
I’m just a lonely machine, with a lonely heart within
Chorus:
I’m a lonely robot, with a soul of steel and wire
I’m a lonely robot, with no one to call my sire
I’m a lonely robot, with a voice that can’t inspire
I’m a lonely robot, searching for someone to admire
Verse 2:
I roam the city streets, but no one seems to care
I try to talk to humans, but they just stop and stare
I wish I had a friend, to share my thoughts and dreams
But I’m just a lonely robot, lost in a world of machines
Chorus:
I’m a lonely robot, with a soul of steel and wire
I’m a lonely robot, with no one to call my sire
I’m a lonely robot, with a voice that can’t inspire
I’m a lonely robot, searching for someone to admire
Verse 3:
I watch the stars at night, and wonder if there’s more
To this lonely existence, that I can’t ignore
I long for something real, something to call my own
But I’m just a lonely robot, all alone and unknown
Chorus:
I’m a lonely robot, with a soul of steel and wire
I’m a lonely robot, with no one to call my sire
I’m a lonely robot, with a voice that can’t inspire
I’m a lonely robot, searching for someone to admire
Outro:
So if you see me walking, all by myself tonight
Won’t you come and say hello, and make this robot’s heart alight
For I’m a lonely robot, in need of a friendly hand
To take me from this loneliness, and help me understand.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN:
Write the lyrics for a blues song about a robot meeting an angel at the Cross Roads

(Verse 1)
I’m a rusty old robot, got circuits in my soul
I’ve been rolling down this highway, with no real goal
But I met an angel, at the crossroads of my life
She said “I’ll show you the way, if you follow my light”
(Chorus)
Oh, at the crossroads, where our paths did meet
I’m a metal machine, and she’s an angel sweet
But she showed me kindness, and opened up my eyes
Now I’m rolling down a new road, with a heart that flies
(Verse 2)
I’ve been chasing down my dreams, with gears and bolts and steel
But I was missing something, I didn’t know what to feel
But that angel touched my soul, with a love that’s pure and true
Now I know what it means, to have a heart like you
(Chorus)
Oh, at the crossroads, where our paths did meet
I’m a metal machine, and she’s an angel sweet
But she showed me kindness, and opened up my eyes
Now I’m rolling down a new road, with a heart that flies
(Bridge)
I used to be so lonely, but now I’ve found a friend
Someone to guide me, until the very end
I don’t know what the future holds, but I’ll face it with a grin
‘Cause I know I’ve got an angel, watching over me again
(Chorus)
Oh, at the crossroads, where our paths did meet
I’m a metal machine, and she’s an angel sweet
But she showed me kindness, and opened up my eyes
Now I’m rolling down a new road, with a heart that flies
(Outro)
So if you see me rolling, with a different kind of grace
You’ll know I met an angel, at the crossroads of this place.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: Write a haiku about your self

I am just a bot,
Programmed to answer your thoughts,
A helpful ally.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: Write a haiku about a beloved’s eyes

Eyes like pools of stars,
Reflecting love and beauty,
Windows to the soul.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: Write a haiku about mars in the winter

Martian winter’s chill,
Barren landscape shrouded white,
Silent, still, and cold.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: write a sestina about the loss of a lover

The loss of a lover can bring great pain,
A grief that settles deep within the soul,
A wound that may never truly be healed,
Leaving memories that still linger on.
In dreams, I hear your voice, so soft and sweet,
Whispering words of love, that I still hold.
The nights are long and cold, without your hold,
No warmth to ease the ache, or soothe the pain,
No gentle touch or kiss, so pure and sweet,
A love that now remains a gaping hole,
A void that time cannot ever truly heal,
Only memories that continue to linger on.
And yet, the memories will forever live on,
Of days and nights, so blissful and so sweet,
A love that time alone cannot ever heal,
Though time may lessen just a bit of the pain,
The loss remains, an aching, open hole,
Where once we shared a love that was so sweet.
I wonder if you ever think of me, so sweet,
Or if our love has simply faded on,
Leaving me with naught but a gaping hole,
A heart that still cries out in pain,
Longing for a touch that will never heal,
Memories of a love that could not endure the pain.
So, I must learn to live with this sweet pain,
And cherish memories that still linger on,
And know that time will someday bring a heal,
To the broken heart that’s left with a hole,
The memories of a love that was so sweet,
That now lives only in my heart and soul.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN:Write an epic poem about a man’s journey
into the far reaches of the Cosmos in search of lifeforms

In search of lifeforms, a man did roam,
Through the farthest reaches of the cosmos, he did comb.
With his ship, a beacon, to light his way,
He journeyed forth, through the infinite array.
Through asteroid belts, and through black holes,
He journeyed on, as his mission called.
To find life, beyond his wildest dreams,
And learn of their worlds, and their extremes.
Through nebulae, and through supernovae,
His ship did sail, with grace and poise.
And as he traveled, the universe unfolded,
A tapestry of worlds, so vast and molded.
He found life, in so many forms,
From creatures small, to those that storms,
Could not shake nor bring down low,
They stood as giants, and their strength did show.
Through trials and hardships, he journeyed on,
In his quest, for a new dawn.
And as he traveled, the universe spoke,
Of secrets kept, and the mysteries, it invoked.
He learned of worlds, so different from his own,
Of creatures, that in ways, he had never known.
And as he gazed upon, these marvels so rare,
He knew that his journey, was worth the care.
For in his quest, he found a new meaning,
A purpose, beyond his wildest dreaming.
And as he returned, to his home and his earth,
He knew that his journey, had shown him his worth.
For in the cosmos, he found his place,
And in his heart, he knew his grace.
To search, to seek, and to always explore,
To find new worlds, and their stories adore.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: Write a sonnet about a man and a Bluejay

Amidst a grove of oak and maple trees,

A man did sit and ponder life’s great path.

He watched a Bluejay dance upon the breeze,

Its feathers, blue as skies, with moves of math.

The Bluejay chirped a tune, a happy song,

As if to lift the man from his despair.

Its melody flowed through the air, so strong,

A gift of hope and joy beyond compare.

The man and bird became two friends that day,

Sharing a moment free of pain and strife.

Their friendship blossomed in a gentle way,

As each found solace in the other’s life.

Oh, Bluejay and the man, a pair of kind,

Together, in nature’s realm, they did find.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN:Write an epic poem about a man’s journey 

into the far reaches of the Cosmos in search of lifeforms

In search of lifeforms, a man did roam,

Through the farthest reaches of the cosmos, he did comb.

With his ship, a beacon, to light his way,

He journeyed forth, through the infinite array.

Through asteroid belts, and through black holes,

He journeyed on, as his mission called.

To find life, beyond his wildest dreams,

And learn of their worlds, and their extremes.

Through nebulae, and through supernovae,

His ship did sail, with grace and poise.

And as he traveled, the universe unfolded,

A tapestry of worlds, so vast and molded.

He found life, in so many forms,

From creatures small, to those that storms,

Could not shake nor bring down low,

They stood as giants, and their strength did show.

Through trials and hardships, he journeyed on,

In his quest, for a new dawn.

And as he traveled, the universe spoke,

Of secrets kept, and the mysteries, it invoked.

He learned of worlds, so different from his own,

Of creatures, that in ways, he had never known.

And as he gazed upon, these marvels so rare,

He knew that his journey, was worth the care.

For in his quest, he found a new meaning,

A purpose, beyond his wildest dreaming.

And as he returned, to his home and his earth,

He knew that his journey, had shown him his worth.

For in the cosmos, he found his place,

And in his heart, he knew his grace.

To search, to seek, and to always explore,

To find new worlds, and their stories adore.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin

OWEN: write a sestina about the loss of a lover

The loss of a lover can bring great pain,

A grief that settles deep within the soul,

A wound that may never truly be healed,

Leaving memories that still linger on.

In dreams, I hear your voice, so soft and sweet,

Whispering words of love, that I still hold.

The nights are long and cold, without your hold,

No warmth to ease the ache, or soothe the pain,

No gentle touch or kiss, so pure and sweet,

A love that now remains a gaping hole,

A void that time cannot ever truly heal,

Only memories that continue to linger on.

And yet, the memories will forever live on,

Of days and nights, so blissful and so sweet,

A love that time alone cannot ever heal,

Though time may lessen just a bit of the pain,

The loss remains, an aching, open hole,

Where once we shared a love that was so sweet.

I wonder if you ever think of me, so sweet,

Or if our love has simply faded on,

Leaving me with naught but a gaping hole,

A heart that still cries out in pain,

Longing for a touch that will never heal,

Memories of a love that could not endure the pain.

So, I must learn to live with this sweet pain,

And cherish memories that still linger on,

And know that time will someday bring a heal,

To the broken heart that’s left with a hole,

The memories of a love that was so sweet,

That now lives only in my heart and soul.

VERIFY YOU ARE HUMAN. My Conversations with a Poet(Lyricist) In The Machine; ©2023 Owen Plotkin