This is a poem I collaborated with OpenAI to make. OpenAI’s writing is in bold. It’s an Ok writer, I’m going to try ChatGPT 3 next, because, by its own admission, OpenAI always tries to be positive . . .
Title “The Path to Serenity”
Who pierced the discord of my mind with a radiant thin stream of serenity?
The moonlight that shined through the night, calming and soothing my frantic thoughts.
thoughts that creep on spider legs,
slowly but surely weaving a web of peace.
in and out of traffic, my daydreams pile up
until I am surrounded by a blanket of hope.
light violet rays stripping away the darkness,
bringing a clarity of thought and a hint of joy.
Scraping the tips of my fingers, on his way out,
leaving me with a newfound sense of clarity.
A belly of regret is a meal shared alone,
but the nourishment of serenity is a feast for the soul.
One eye open, one eye dead, I keep pushing forward
on the path to the shining sun of understanding.
Pushing pure lightning
Through the clouds of doubt
The answer lay clear,
Resting in the calm of serenity.