Concluding Thoughts on Using Online Poetry Generators

Hi everyone.

I hope this finds people well.

First up,  I am going to share with you a beautiful sight I experienced on the way to visit family interstate.  I must say I found it great to write to.  Very inspiring. 

Now onto the important things. 

So, I have spent some time on an online poetry generator, and I found that the only real benefit (for me at least) is in the creation of ideas.  Regarding the actual writing, I did not find it very beneficial.  Which means in the future I will be using it for ideas, but nothing else.  

Does anyone else have experience with using an online poetry generator?  What were your thoughts?  I would love to hear.

Till we speak again, have a good day. 

Work (How it really is) - an experiment with an online poetry generator

Work (How it really is)

Waitresses work.

Chefs talk.
Why does the waitress stop?

A new full table?
Lord help me    - exhaustion!

A Shame - an online poetry experiment

A shame

 

All chefs love hot, small tables.
Quick action and  results.
Knives fly over the ‘mise en place.’

Oh darn!

Why does the table leave?

Friday nights

Hi All,

Ahhh, Friday nights for waitresses in a busy restaurant.  Often a love/hate relationship. 

Can anyone relate?

 

Friday nights

Anger is a small table

with a tiny tip.

Walk calmly is the advice.

Hold thy tongue.

Waitresses work like dry ovens.

Hot and dangerous to the touch.

Exhaustion is a dead plate
on a Friday night.

Never a  free table.

Or a full smoko break.

Egocentric Chef

Hi All,

I am quite pleased with my following poem, so I thought I would share.

If you work in the industry you may know someone like this.  But I hope not.

I hope you like it.

Egocentric Chef

Chef talk!

Is like a rotting flesh.
A slow decay.
A thinning of bones.

Where appearances are deceptive

and consumption leads to death.

Patrons

Hi All,

While this poem is not 100% I am not planning on working on it anymore. But I thought I would still post it, as someone may enjoy reading it.

Patrons

Patrons consume

like ravished wolves
gorging themselves
upon a sunlit ledge.

 Waitresses run.

Patrons care not,
despite the frazzled daze received.

Plates - an experiment using an online poetry generator

Plates

Why does the portion shrink?
Then grow?
Then shrink once more?

Mouths satisfied, then not.
For desolation is an empty plate.

Where an empty plate
leads to lust
When the patron has a possessed,
Ravished look.

Waitresses - an experiment with an online poetry generator

Waitresses

 Bloody, chefs!

My top is ruined.
It’s stained and burnt.

The small plate swiftly hits the chef.

Skull cap in the soup.

Never fight a waitress.

Restaurant poem

Hi All,

I hope you are enjoying the weather, I know I am in sunny Victoria.

Today I thought I would try something different by using an online poem generator.

I must say in the end I had a lot of fun.

Yes, a lot of rubbish was created, but within the random ramblings some gems were found, and modified to become something quite workable.  The results are to follow.

Enjoy.

Restaurant

Passion, anger, and stress.
Why does the restaurant work?
Noise, love, and action.
Why does the restaurant work?

Simply - The food.