The art of words

In the age of AI,

I have no doubt in my mind

that AI can make rhymes

better than Cherry's rhymes.

There will be no errors in spelling,

grammar or punctuation marks.

AI has stored in its memory

all the poetry humans have made.

Poems and books of authors

some I never have read.

AI will show me information

in a click of a finger

when I need them.

The poems I make

came from the depths of me

like a surprise visitor,

uninvited,

shows up in a time

I least expect it.

In the age of AI,

I respect and do not mind

some of it's use

especially if it is to make

navigating this life less strenuous.

I will be open to new ideas

and new ways to write.

I am open to some of it's use

to help me edit what my eyes have missed

but when it comes to Cherry's rhymes,

I keep the art of the words pure.

The words did not come

from anyone's command

It is not poetry on demand.

The words are just letters

I put together.

The words are art

that came from the depths

of a woman's heart.