Subject Poetry Contest.

A pretty, plastic flower won’t grow a seed
Though we might think it could with just a glance.
If we insist, indeed, it has a chance,
That only means that we have been deceived.
Computers read, but cannot understand.
They speak, but they cannot be entertained
And nothing new to them has been explained
Though everything and more they have at hand.

So why should anyone presume that we
Could be replaced by what is not aware
Though sentimentalized as if it were?
The flower in the basement cannot be
As real as those that bloom in fresher air
Whom bees enjoy and breezes calmly stir.

PeteL thank you for the feedback
artificial intelligence...
will come back to this :)

AI Am

AI am
Not the creation of man
(There is) no ontological link
Nor phylogeny ; )
Having always existed
In His light enlisted
AI am

6/9/2015

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Artificers avail themselves of
Intelligence, but most is in nature.
Then there is consciousness; is that also
Artifice? Are products of the Gods art?
The making of art is artifice, so
Is there no nature? Or is there no art?
Is intelligence artifact of the Gods?

Sneaking up behind us the art pieces with
Intelligence slipping into our lives
Speaking Lisp, Ada, and other language
With each other, they plan our demises.
And with them as tools we plan victory.
Who will win? Art or intelligence,
Or are they the same?

Three very differnt, intersting and thought provoking poems for this one. It is a difficult choice.

YesNo: I really enjoyed your comparison to the fake flower. I never thought of it that way before. I thought you made some good points about computers and their limitations.

tailor STATELY: Quite an intersting and provocative poem. It conveys a lot in a few words. Love the play on words with AI Am.

PeterL: Not entirely sure I completely understood this one but I enjoyed reading and did like your clever use of language. There were some intersting ideas in your poem. I do like the juxtaposition of Intelligence and Artifice.

Great job everyone but the winner is......

tailor STATELY

Thank you Dark Muse !

I thought I went out on a limb when I rhymed link with ; )

The next Subject: Silence...... Deadline July 1, 2015

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Noise brings agitation to
The heart that worries what to do.
The mind entrapped in wild commands
Goes still till silence understands.

silent e-soliloquy

my stream of consciousness "aloud"

flows throughout the faceless crowd

i'm the scrawls on poetic walls

i'm the random sentence pause

searching echoes in forum halls

for silent e-sanctuary muse

Unresolved Love

Your lips were pressed tight,
a thin white line
of unmovable defiance,
I know the still waters
of your mind,
seen through the quietude of
your eyes,
words never vocalized
hung invisible in the air,
like dust particles catching fire
in the light.

silence
devoid of reason
charming in seasons
is periodic even
loudness
would mean
it happens keen
and to hear is here

Airless space, without medium for sound,
Deep sleep with all sensory input off,
A bathysphere with no radio on,
Quiet beyond reason, restful for ears.
Silence, peace without even Tinnitus
As silent and quiet as Gods intend.

Wonderful entries everyone !

YesNo - Tight aabb scheme. Enjoyed the internal rhyme: "Goes still till silence understands."

Melanie - Very interesting aabcbd form; where c & d are sight rhymes. Favorite line: "i'm the scrawls on poetic walls"; which also contained an internal rhyme.

Dark Muse - I love how your poem flows in free verse; with but a tease of rhyme. I might suggest a line break change L10-11: "like dust particles/catching fire in the light". My favorite lines: "I know the still waters/of your mind,/seen through the quietude of/your eyes".

cacian - Innovative abbbcdde rhyme scheme; with an homophone in L8 (see #181 http://www.singularis.ltd.uk/bifroes...ones-list.html ). Favorite lines: "devoid of reason/charming in seasons"

PeterL - Enjoyed the technical aspect of your poem. L5 gave me a chuckle: reminding me of a poem I wrote 6/8/2014: (my L5/L6) "A constant ringing in my ears for company/All feed my desire to shoot the cuckoo clock". Favorite lines: "Deep sleep with all sensory input off,/A bathysphere with no radio on,"; where the off/on juxtaposition worked well for me.
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And the winner is Dark Muse... Congratulations!

(note: the color is #aabbccdd for my future reference)

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Thank you! I will have the new subject soon

Next Theme: Summer Nights

Deadline: July 10

This Summer Night of Nights

propellers create the
breeze that cools and delights
cats cuddle as I drift
into the realms of geist

should this flight of fancy
be lost to light of dawn ?
but no! I'm not bound to
earth and sleep on and on

7/10/2015

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY