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First of all, I know many of you are probably excited about reading about a powerful wizard that uses magical incantations to create mystical poetry of great power and beauty. That is not what this idea is, and I apologize.
This word processor add-in helps to produce poetry. The wizard will provide
guidance as to how many syllables required per line, whether or not they should rhyme, and other poetry type things.
For example, the user could activate "Haiku" mode to help automate the whole counting of syllables process.
The wizard will link to a thesaurus as well as a poetry-esque database of terms like o'er and morn. There will be a searchable rhyme database to help the process.
Sample messages:
"You typed 'over'. Suggestion: use 'O'er'"
"Fatal Crash Error: Rhyme_Match not found for term='orange'"
Office Chic
Office_20Chic
This really lent itself to my poetic efforts, being almost free verse as it is. [bungston, Jul 30 2005]
For [Zimmy]: Computer Poet Corporation Patent of 1987
http://www.patentst...atents/4712174.html
Will this do, [Zimmy]? [jurist, Jul 31 2005]
Google Enters the Game
https://futurism.co...myjUJcHxDZVtZpysUeU
Google has developed AI capable of producing poetry of somewhat greater profundity and interesting associations. [jurist, Dec 16 2018]
[link]
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NON-RHYMING LINE FOUND ("Quoth the raven: Nope")
** Suggestions: **
"Nevermore"
"Lore"
"Yore"
"Lenore"
"Whore"
"Paramour" |
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Quoth paramour,
the whore Lenore,
"More, more. More, more." |
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Alas, Lenore, she is of yore, Inge.
She cracked her head upon a door hinge,
Now I know I shall no more enj-
oy the way she ate an orange. |
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//First of all, I know many of you are probably excited about reading about a powerful wizard that uses magical incantations to create mystical poetry of great power and beauty// |
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As for the rest, hogwash. |
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I like this idea very much. The Clippy-like suggestion "Use O'er" plus [blissmiss]'s grumpy anno prompted me to try to render her "Office Chic" idea as a poem,just to demonstrate that everyone needs some poetry in their soul.
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Sum hair is icumen in,
Lhude sing, cuccu!
Groweth lust and bloweth toast
And flowerth the jammies nu.
Sing, cuccu!
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Awe fumbleth after clip,
Lhouth after clamp cu
Rodgers spurtheth, haire hurteth.
Rodgers sing, cuccu!
Cuccu, cuccu,
Wel singes thu, cuccu.
Ne swik thu naver nu!
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I write poetry, and often times, my thoughts present themselves to me, garbed in the form of verse. |
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I am not grumpy, tonight, but when someone fucks with something I cherish, I may become a bit, well... snarly. My inclination stands. |
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My vote is flexable, if that _really_ matters to you. |
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(And btw, keep your paws off my words, or dustin will ensure those will be the last words uttered, outta yer mouth, poetic or not.) |
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It's a great idea. Why would this offend you? Some people aren't as able as others - of course - what's wrong with helping out? If I were a champion speller, spell check wouldn't offend me, Excel doesn't offend bookkeepers...Think of all the formerly un-poetic men, whose former idea of a romantic poem for a lover was "Roses are red..." Now they click the "Sonnet” button in there Poetry Wizard and enter some highly subjective data, taking time to organize it by priority |
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Subject type: Animal
Type of subject Animal: Human
Sex of subject: Female
Relationship to Wizard User: Wife
Category, Personality: Kind
Sub-category: Loving
A: Supportive
B: Sexually considerate
C: Bad name calling? No
Sub-category: Forgiving
Sub-category: Thoughtful
Sub-category: Hard-working
Sub-category: Good mother
Category: hair, color brown
A: wavy
B: high-lighted
C: shoulder length
Category: Eyes, color blue
A: dark
Category: Body
Sub-category: Plump
Sub-category: Breasts
A: ample
Sub-category: Sleep style
A: Cover stealing? No
B: Snoring? No
C: Cuddler? Yes
1: Is this pleasing to the Wizard User or displeasing? Pleasing
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And so on. Some things it may use, others not. When it’s done you read it, don’t like a line, or synonym, or the meter of a line etc, have it change a single word, line, stanza or poem. |
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(IMHO)it certainly doesn't f**k with what you love, [bliss] the verse in your head is still is still the verse in your head. The poems that you love are still the poems you love. This is just a tool for people who aren't as able to easily express themselves. It may even help people learn how to do something that they may be too intimidated to try themselves. And who knows what beautiful things those shy, delicate, introverted people might have inside of them? |
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[Icthus] That particular type of poem-making software was patented by The Computer Poet Corporation of Sparks/Reno, Nevada and marketed as Your Personal Poet back in the early 1980s. One of my companies was involved in the beta-testing phase using the software to generate personalized poems for greeting cards to recognize special events like customer birthdays or service anniversaries. It was an interesting concept, but never successfully gained wide consumer acceptance either on pay-for-use web sites or in point-of-purchase brick-and mortar card and stationery retail outlets. |
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Well shut my mouth. Baked. Who'd a thunk it? - somebody else, obviously. |
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'Twas brillig...and my keyboard froze.. |
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I call BS on [jurist] barring a link. no software is capable. |
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Zim, I don't give a fig about it being baked, I give a fluck about people opting out of a gift. If one were to be able to sit at a piano, and have the music written for them, why would anyone compose, or artist draw, or authors write, or poets...? |
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My guess, bliss, is that machines could ne're guess the emotive condition of human-ness. |
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I suck as a poet these days. I read the things I put down at 17 in awe of myself. It's naive & I regret that, but I can't match it now. |
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I guess it's the tickling of the soul that could never be done by anyone other than those not machine. |
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You need inspiration, not a thing to do it for you. Where would the creative release be? |
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why bother? log on to a chatbot. Thanks for the encouragement. I stay in the house too much lately trying to work my wife through school (w/ the kids). They are on the verge of outwriting me poetically already, though. I had to call a close friend the other day to tell him the verse they came up with & I was about to quit writing. He talked me out of it. |
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// I call BS on [jurist] barring a link. no software is capable.
--Zimmy, Jul 31 2005// |
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[Zimmy], to rebut your misgivings about my "BS" I posted a link to the Computer Poet patent of 1987. If you read it all the way through, I think you'll find it describes a product that does what I said it did, and quite similar to what [Icthus] proposed. |
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I never claimed that they were good poems, and they certainly were not complicated in structure. They were exactly the kind of doggerel verse that you would expect on a personalized greeting card written by a friend or family member. Nothing more, but certainly not less. |
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The main problems that the business model had was not in public acceptance of the poetic product, but the method and cost per unit by which it was accessed and delivered. |
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The produce shelf when weighted would bend;
Resulting in fruit rolling right off the end.
But strengthen the shelf, he did, with a flange.
And never again had to chase an orange. |
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I wouldn'ta shut my mouth if I hadn't googled it first, [Zimmy]! GOSH! |
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Calling BS on [jurist] isn't one of the wiser things I've seen in these hallowed threads. |
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