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Songs (and quake image) generated by on-line AI
As prompted by Joe Pivetti

quake
So Cal's Quakin'
Kobe & Zoe
Tawny and Green Eyes
Thought I'd test AI song creation so I jotted this down...

SoCal's quakin
But we ain't shaken
If it's less than a seven
We're still in heaven
We love our weather
It's beachin' being together
Aquiver in the sun
Shootin' waves for fun
E-bikin' it back when done
Where we're blessed
With home-ly dude-liness

...then asked AI...

DeepAI poet input: Socal's quakin but we ain't shaken

Poetry Output:

In Southern skies where palm trees sway,
The ground beneath begins to play,
A tremor whispers through the night,
Echoes of chaos, but we're still alight.

Quakin’ heartbeats in rhythmic dance,
Beneath the surface, a wild romance,
Yet here we stand, in sun’s embrace,
With laughter blue, we’ve found our place.

Golden waves crash, a tidal song,
Resilience written in the throng,
Unity’s roots run deep and grand,
Together strong, we take our stand.

So let the earth quiver and sigh,
In each other’s arms, we will defy,
For amidst the rumble, we’ll find our way—
With love as our anchor, we’ll seize the day.

...then asked AI to put it to music...

Listen to Quakin-1.mp3 or Quakin-2.mp3
...then while on the eliptical 10/16/245

Russian Blue emerald eyes
Lock on those from a tawnier...hue
Heard that cat yowlin' at...that
Wee cantaloupe
With hope
It's as ripe
As the hype
Here kitty kitty, Bring that e-pot to me
Not bit or bitty...The return on a puppy ante


...then asked AI...


Input: Russian Blue emerald eyes lock on those from a tawnier...hue

Poetry Output:

Russian Blue emerald eyes
Lock on those from a tawnier hue,
A dance of dusk and dawn entwined,
In shadows where the heart breaks through.

Glimmers of secrets, woven past,
Each glance a brush of whispered flame,
In the silence, a tempest brews,
As longing hums a tender name.

The world, a canvas, bold yet bare,
Where colors clash in soft embrace,
Your gaze, a compass, leads me home,
Through realms of time and boundless space.

So let the night wear its velvet cloak,
And let the stars in silence sigh,
For in this fleeting, breathless gaze,
We find the truth that dares to fly.

...then asked AI to put it to music...

Listen to Russian-Blue-1.mp3 or Russian-Blue-2.mp3