Poem Generator

I found a site that lets you put in words and it will make a poem for you. Lazy poets rejoice! Here are a few that it made for me:

Peace - A Didactic Cinquain

Peace
Calming, tranquil
Soothe, inspire, embrace
It was a surprise to us all
Freedom

(Not bad. Acceptable for a lazy poet.)

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Butterfly - A Tanka Poem

Oh my butterfly
It is intense and diamonds.
With lightness freedom
And a carefree thoughtless too
When it floats I feel happy

(Obvious crap. There aren’t many choices when you type in the words as to how tenses and plurals are used. But it could be used as a jump-start for a real poem.)

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Flower - A Haiku

Sunny break of day
A beautiful, flower runs
Above the pepper

(This one was done with the option of the site choosing random words. Awful. I tried it again using my own words and it was even worse.)

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Springtime – a line by line poem

My passion is the springlike summer solstice
Suddenly, I heard some reblooming
Only this and a festival
Remembering many lonely, weatherwise pagans
But in the fact that it was whispering
In there stepped a gentle 'sweet alyssum'

(This one gave you several phrases/sentences to choose from for each line. You could make the poem as short or as long as you wanted.

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There were other styles of poetry also, but this is a sampling. While there are very few that I would actually claim as being written by myself, it can be a good prompt for the real thing. Here is the link: https://www.poem-generator.org.uk/

Comfort of a Storm

It’s night. There’s a storm raging outside. Big wind and pouring rain. But you don’t care, because you are safe and warm in your cozy nest. You cuddle up in a soft blanket in front of a nice fire. Listen to the crackle. Hear the wood shift and see the sparks fly behind the screen.

You have a lovely cup of hot chocolate, maybe with a little Kahlua or Bailey’s in it. With whipped cream on top, of course. No marshmallows! Whipped cream!

You have a wonderful new book you’ve been longing to read. Or maybe you have a favorite old Agatha Christie that you’ve read many times, but just feel like visiting Miss Marple again. You pause every now and then to listen to the weather outside. The wind chimes on the porch are ringing like crazy. You can almost feel the hardness of the rain pelting down.

Maybe instead of a book, you’re watching an old movie on TCM. Bogie or Jimmy Stewart. You’ve seen the movie multiple times and know exactly what is taking place, but it doesn’t matter. You’re right beside Bogie as he talks about troubles not amounting to a hill of beans. Or you can almost see Harvey as Jimmy is talking to him. You’re safe. You’re warm.

In bed, the storm is still out there, still making noise. Maybe the power has even gone out. It’s OK. You have candles, one in the bathroom, one in the hallway. The bed is warm. You and your honey are safe. The cats are inside and curled up with you on the bed. All is well.

Goodnight.

A Book and a Movie

One of my favorite mystery genres is what they call a “cozy mystery.” It usually takes place in a small setting with people more or less intimately involved. You’re kept wondering who it is that will be murdered or just who the perp is. Two of my favorite examples:

Knives Out

This is a current movie with a great cast and neat little story. The wealthy patriarch is a best-selling author. Huge sprawling house in Massachusetts. Lots of relatives and hangers-on who also live there. Massive tension between them all. A lovely young caregiver for the aged patriarch. Big party for his 85^th birthday, where all sorts of hell breaks loose. Next morning he is dead. Suicide? Murder? Everyone is a suspect! All profit from the old man’s death! Great twist at the end. As soon as it’s out on DVD I’m going to get it so I can watch it again and again.

A Fool For Murder

A book written by Marian Babson, who I blogged about at the beginning of the year. Again, you have an aged patriarch, big mansion, squabbling relatives and hangers-on. You have no idea who is going to die. It doesn’t necessarily have to be the patriarch. You are led on and on wondering what is going to happen. When there is a great deal of money in the mix, tensions run high and tempers become really nasty. What makes it all the more enjoyable is that it is BRITISH! No one does a cozy like a Brit. Good ending, but it left one question unanswered: who switched the aspirin for slug pellets???