This week the young viking writers had fun exploring using AI and Google to edit, construct, and translate their poems. We played a few text-generating games and I am so excited to publish the poets below.
Drummer Wanted
By Ruby R.
We are looking for hackers.
Driving required; experience required.
Age: 9-12 years.
It has to come from the past and wants that way.
You have to be a master of magic and illusion to create
something like this.
For us, we have to be prepared to be in the kitchen.
I don’t like tomatoes
By Hope R.
I don’t like tomatoes;
they taste like fingers.
I still remember the moment I found out.
It was very sad for my grandmother.
Unpleasant taste,
spitting sensation in the hand.
Daddy looked at the picture while she was thinking about other things.
Nature makes me happy
but now I know.
They lied to be.
I can’t help it, no,
I don’t like tomatoes.
A Google Translated Love Poem
By Amelia S.
I can’t think of anything
that’s more important to me than you.
We slept together for ten years.
A lot of sewing
in my veins and roots.
The girl in the room raised her hand.
Eight interviews.
Bright eyes.
A clever idea.
He smiled at me.
I feel useless.
I don’t deserve it.
Of course, this is not the case.
He can talk to people.
If you have lines on your face
it makes beautiful art.
I see them all the time.
There are millions of stickers.
They’re funny thoughts.
I used my cold hand as an ice pack.
He slowly thought about my face.
When forgiveness and support fail,
It saved me a lot of trouble.
I don’t want to fight.
Very attractive
Find whatever you want.
Haven’t tried it yet.
You can buy it if you want.
My daughter has many names.
Player
I met when I was 6 years old
and I love you up to 6 meters.
Tweet, tweet, our love surrounds us,
the world around us.
“They can’t sing”
By: This is Harrison Sea
No goiter, of course, I was upset
I sat down and cried
But he smiled like a mountain
A bright unit spread in the woods.
It resembles a demon’s chest
The disinterest in color hints at a simple sudden photograph
Laughing in the mandala
Hey, we all make mistakes.
