An Ode to Mankind: Inspiring Poetry + Prompts to Help Humanity (+ Creatives)

Flicker

Prompt: [I gave Chat-GPT my poem 'Flicker' from 'In Ash on the Sand' as context then simply prompted it to re-write the poem.]

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Output 1:

Ask me not to reminisce,
Nor linger on what's beyond this,
Through windows and doors, I let go,
In this fleeting mansion, moments flow.

No striving to bridge Time's divide,
Instead, blurring them as one beside.
With coffee drained, the internet now dead,
I stroll my driveway, nature widespread.

Letting the grass grow tall and grand,
I resist the urge to understand.
For candles need wicks, air, and light,
To keep a flame, burning bright.

Yet fuel and flame, we all must share,
Consuming each other, unaware.
The cost of gazing, hardly seen,
Through tall stems, where life convenes.

In the tangled weave of existence's face,
Overwhelmed, unfazed, an ancient place -
Owned not by Time, but quick life's dance,
Within it all, the soul enhanced.

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Output 2: Rewrite the poem 'Flicker' keeping close to the source material. Include the desire of the poet to spread his sense of immersion in the moment with others and inspire people.

Don't bid me dwell on distant days,
Let me linger on, where time cannot play.
Beyond windows and doors, I surrender,
To each fleeting moment, a flame engender.

Within this house of passing breaths,
I seek to ignite and dispel the mind's depths.
In yearning we share fast beauties we've found,
Inspiring hearts, with nature's profound.

Coffee's gone dry, internet's demise,
It leads me back out, under open skies.
Allowing grass to grow, untamed,
Immersed in the now, unbound, unblamed.

A candle's dark wick, craves air and fire,
Hands to light it, keep it fair.
But fuel and flame, we're all the same,
Burning each other, in modernity's game.

Time's cost feels too dear as we gaze astray,
Through towering stems, where life holds sway
Yet unfazed, I find myself entwined,
In each quick moment, a truth to find.

In this tangled weave, overwhelmed yet free,
I aspire to share my reverie.
To ignite in others, a spark that gleams,
Inspiring unity, in life's swift streams.

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New prompt
(for fun, using Chat-GPT 3 Turbo):

Rewrite a poem by Ade infusing it with the world of Blade Runner, please Rick.

'Flicker' (Blade Runner Remix)

Don't ask me to remember
or to dwell for long
on what lies beyond
through neon-lit streets
of this cyberpunk city...

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here; in this maze of artificiality
flickering with electric dreams.
I struggle not to strive to straddle the line
between human and machine -
but just blur them into one.

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With rain pouring down; neon signs ablaze,
I'm wandering through the alleys
now letting the shadows grow — deep...

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So, don't ask me to remember
what so quickly fades;
yes... memories need their fragments, their glitches,
fragile threads to hold on;
keep them alive but,
in this world of simulations and illusions,
we're all the same
chasing our own shadows,
losing ourselves
in what has come before;
what might come after...

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... at such a high cost;
the cost of hardly feeling
through these synthetic hearts, and yet,
amidst the chaos and decay,
a glimmer of humanity remains,
unyielding and resilient,
in the face of a manufactured reality.

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