Moon Haiku

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Moon Haiku

The moon on the path
it sleeps within a puddle
quietly alone

Conceived on 06.06.2024 and visualized in a surreal way by DALL-E via Bing and Microsoft Designer.

It only became a Haiku by chance, or rather, the words somehow came together on their own, and in the end, syllabically, it turned out to be a 5-7-5 Haiku. When words find their form naturally, it sounds effortless, less forced; after all, poets often hammer and hack away at their verses until they fit. In this sense, a Haiku is a Procrustean bed. Under such circumstances, I would not want to be a sentence. But here, everything came together effortlessly, a kind of literary underwater birth — in this case, in a puddle. See also: Summer Blue Haiku

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The Blue of the Soul—How a Color Awakens Creativity, Relaxation, and Poetry

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The Blue of the Soul—How a Color Awakens Creativity, Relaxation, and Poetry

Blue, the color of infinity, the sky, and the sea. It makes us dream, long, and hope. But what makes this color so special? Why does it continually captivate us, inspiring poets, painters, and lovers alike?

Blue is the color of the soul. Join me in a world full of possibilities. Who knows, you may discover hidden talents and new facets of yourself along the way. Blue will show you the path.

I actually had a blue room once, a while back. It’s surprising how many objects you can find in blue—you just need to look. I even had a blue TV back when those things were still incredibly heavy, which was quite a rarity back then.

Let yourself be immersed and enjoy your visit to the mysterious world of the super-color blue. Who knows, you might discover a whole new side of yourself. Here are 16 poetic blue thoughts and ideas to carry you up into the sky.

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Autumn Poem

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Autumn Poem Visualization

autumn storms
even the moon
sways like a lantern

Written on September 15, 2024, by Sven Lennartz. The autumn-fresh visualizations were painted by artificial intelligence, using DALL-E and Microsoft Designer via Bing.

Autumn sets things in motion. You feel it the moment you step outside in the morning… Autumn is here. The air is crisp, almost damp, carrying the scent of wet earth and falling leaves.

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Morning Mist (Untitled Poem)

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Morning Mist (Untitled Poem)

is that morning mist
or am I watching my dreams
slowly slip away from me?

Written on April 13, 2024, visualized by DALL-E via Bing. Poems can be magical. Did it succeed here?

Morning Mist and Dreams: A Dance at the Edge of Consciousness

Have you ever pondered their connection? As you drift between sleep and wakefulness, the veil between these worlds grows thin.

Picture yourself stepping out into a misty dawn. The world around you is soft, blurred at the edges. Familiar shapes take on new forms, much like the fantastical landscapes of your dreams. In both realms, reality bends and shifts, inviting your imagination to play.

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The Moon—Your Poetic Companion in the Night Sky

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The Moon—Your Poetic Companion in the Night Sky

Have you ever wondered why the moon has fascinated us humans for millennia? Why we feel an odd emptiness on moonless nights and long for its silvery glow?

Here, I want to show you why the moon is full of poetry and how you can enjoy it in a special way, even using it to spark your own creativity. The world of the moon holds treasures for you, treasures that are silvery, comforting, and full of longing.

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