Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Automatic poetry generator

woodsghost.jpgThe Automatic Poetry Generator. Something to play with :-)

Though this generates entire "poems" use it as a starting point. For each line write a second line to follow. You can use the lines as the basis of your own poem or link them together. It doesn't need to rhyme but you can if you'd like. Here's some examples of poems generated at the site. Use these or generate your own.

All peaceful about the fog

Strangely comely beyond the ground
You destroy dank ghosts on the trees
Oh God! The Fool is good
Totally murky on the earth
You breathe sensuous bugs beyond the rain
Be aware! The twilight gets weird
All peaceful about the fog
We spread cold knives before the land
God! The Knave was hard
wary hopeful
fading slowly
so many roads to choose from
In whose heart
the refugee
take comfort
not knowing why

Strangely hot about the fire

Weird and glowing over the fire
I stroke dry rabbits in the towers
Be watchful. The vision will be born
Strangely humming within the ground
We command electric claws under the light
Alass! The King continues
Strangely hot about the fire
We violate dry bugs behind the grave
Alack! The passion is good
backlit silent
at a crossroads
an old passport
With what hopes
the refugee
seek shelter
while the snow fell

All hot about the rain

So evil among the water
You poke evil ghosts beyond the virgin
Be aware! The insanity shall flee
Dark and damp below the water
You breathe scary dreams beyond the virgin
I reach! The Knave must continue
All hot about the rain
I examine heavy balls within the fire
Oh God! The sin was hard
unsure alive
lost in broad daylight
nothing to lose
With what memories
the hero
stop for a while
all through his life

All hot about the rain

So evil among the water
You poke evil ghosts beyond the virgin
Be aware! The insanity shall flee
Dark and damp below the water
You breathe scary dreams beyond the virgin
I reach! The Knave must continue
All hot about the rain
I examine heavy balls within the fire
Oh God! The sin was hard
unsure alive
lost in broad daylight
nothing to lose
With what memories
the hero
stop for a while
all through his life
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