A poem from the heart for Mother’s Day? Works every time. But what does a poem written by an artificial intelligence mean? Force (or sadness) is to note that it is bluffing.
How can you resist a nice poem dreamed up 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 Among these, there is that of asking an artificial intelligence to compose an unpublished poem for his mother.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 how good is ChatGTP when it comes to mom poems? 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.
“Dear mom, 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 within me sparkles. On this holy 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.”
Dear mom, 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 sparkles in me. On this holy day, I say thank you, my sweet fairy.
In your eyes, I see love, A treasure that lasts forever. On this Mother’s Day, I offer you my sincere heart.
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 unshakeable. Your benevolence envelops my existence, And your warm arms offer a sweet rhythm.
Mom, your love lights up my dark days, Your sweet voice softens all my impure hearts. In your comforting arms, I find rest, And your benevolent smile chases away all my ills.
For this more acrobatic figure, it’s not quite won either, but the artificial intelligence still understood the idea and tried to deliver an answer:
Bouquets of delicate flowers, a carefully chosen gift,
Ode to your sweetness, to your divine love,
Sustainer of our lives, you are an endless treasure,
No one can match your sacred role, your destiny.
In you we find comfort and support,
Admirable woman, source of serene happiness,
Being a mother is your most beautiful mission,
Infinite tenderness, you are its embodiment,
And on this special day, we say “thank you” endlessly,
Mom darling, happy birthday, you are our garden.
