A poem that comes from the heart for Mother’s Day? Works every time. But what does a poem written by an artificial intelligence look like? Force (or sadness) is to note that it is bluffing.
How can you resist a pretty poem imagined by your children? Many mums find this touch touching and it is probably one of the best Mother’s Day gifts. But our time is full of surprises and new possibilities. Among these, there is that of asking an artificial intelligence to compose an unpublished poem for his mother. It seemed crazy a few months ago, it is now easy, including for the youngest from the moment you know how to use the internet at least.
So what is ChatGTP worth when it comes to poems for mom? We asked artificial intelligence to write some verses for Mother’s Day, and it must be said that it is very impressive. The bot is even capable of producing Mother’s Day poems in alexandrines in seconds. Does it touch you, does it move you? It’s up to you to judge and share with your loved ones.
First poem for Mother’s Day:
“Dear mother, sweet star, Your love shines without a veil.
On this Mother’s Day, I celebrate you, my ephemeral light.
Mom, you who are so beautiful, Your love in me sparkles.
On this sacred feast day, I say thank you, my sweet fairy.
Mom, you are my confidante, Always present, so benevolent.
On this day of celebration and happiness, I offer you a thousand flowers of sweetness.”
Some ChatGPT poems with rhyme
Poem 1:
Dear mother, sweet star,
Your love shines without a veil.
On this Mother’s Day,
I celebrate you, my ephemeral light.
Poem 2:
Mom, you who are so beautiful,
Your love in me sparkles.
On this holy feast day,
I say thank you, my sweet fairy.
Poem 3:
In your eyes, I see love,
A treasure that lasts forever.
On this Mother’s Day,
I offer you my sincere heart.
A poem by ChatGPT in alexandrines:
Note that the poems proposed in alexandrines are very perfectible: they do not always respect the twelve syllables and the two hemistiches: the artificial intelligence obviously does not have a sufficiently advanced knowledge of the way in which the syllables are pronounced or not fully, and how the links are made in French.
O tender and gentle mother, star of my life,
Your infinite love, like a symphony,
Light up my dark days, guide my fragile steps,
In your comforting arms, I find the unspeakable.
Mom, your heart is an inexhaustible treasure,
Through the trials, you are steadfast.
Your benevolence envelops my existence,
And your warm arms provide a gentle cadence.
Mama, your love brightens up my dark days,
Your sweet voice softens all my impure hearts.
In your comforting arms I find rest,
And your benevolent smile drives away all my ills.
A poem by ChatGPT in acrostic:
For this more acrobatic figure, it’s not quite won yet either, but the artificial intelligence has understood the idea all the same and tried to deliver an answer:
Bouquets of delicate flowers, a carefully chosen gift,
Oto your sweetness, to your divine love,
NOThatchet of our lives, you are an endless treasure,
NOTYou cannot match your sacred role, your destiny.
En you we find comfort and support,
Fadmirable soul, source of serene happiness,
Ebeing a mother is your most beautiful mission,
Tinfinite address, you are its incarnation,
Et on this special day, we say “thank you” endlessly,
Mom darling, happy birthday, you are our garden.