A. I. Poem by M.J. Lemon

A. I.

Rating: 5.0


Organic is the rage
Artificial, to be sage,
is known to be bad bad

Soy Lecithin
Don't let it in
Glyphosate
no lips should
consecrate

But all caution
in its abundance
can evaporate
when artificial is paired
with intelligence

It is not a question
of convenience
but a matter of
pure prescience

artificial in this case
can only make our world
a much, much better place

Our only (minor) dread
What is one to do with a
prosthetic, vestigial head?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
LeeAnn Azzopardi 17 January 2023

Did you see that Charlton Heston movie? this poem is brilliant

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Rob Lamberton 22 February 2023

Artificial Intelligence sounds like an oxymoron, what will they feed us next?

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M.J. Lemon 03 March 2023

The perfect oxymoron! Well, we already have metaverses and alternative realities. The fiture looks good indeed. Thanks for reading, Rob.

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Kesav Venkat Easwaran 10 February 2023

The third portion of your poem tells it all. Excellent notion, Lemon

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M.J. Lemon 17 February 2023

Many thanks, Kesav.

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Artificial is no intelligence. So true, dear poet. Top score

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M.J. Lemon 08 February 2023

Thank you so much, my friend.

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Susan Williams 30 January 2023

well, gee, OH just decided to publish my unfinished thought while I struggled with the spelling of a word---your intelligence is anything but artificial --it is vivid, playful, introspective, deep and sometimes in pain, a billion stars

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M.J. Lemon 03 February 2023

Thank you so very much, Susan. I hope the struggles are over, the words found!

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Susan Williams 30 January 2023

I enjoy the way you play with words to give them new nussances

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