I ran a poem through the ChatGTP thingy recently and here are both the original and the gtp. Guess which is which.

Resolve

Resolved it were, to be obscure,

amidst the shredded grey,

as wind shakes my very van,

I look on in wonderment, and smile,

 

the days are short by design, and everything dies,

but for the season,

left to endure, as it was and is,

the storm is upon me,

again,

 

rain turns to ice and hail, pelting my face,

as I laugh, snapping away,

evil waves and mighty north winds,

yet I stand my ground,

barely

 

darkness fills today and the morrow,

what shadows cast are long,

and deep violet,

as cascades of necrotic colour awaits,

in the coming dark time,

 

the day yet exists, and thriving,

I shall use it,

searching for beauty in the barren,

collecting another vision,

living another dream,

as we begin the long night,

again,

 

And the next one.

 

 

Resolved it was, to dwell in shadows,

amidst the tattered shroud of gray,

as the wind rattles my feeble abode,

I gaze upon the desolation, and grin,

 

the days, intentionally brief, usher decay,

save for the fleeting season,

left to endure, as it has ever been,

the tempest engulfs me,

once more,

 

rain transmutes into ice, a hailstorm assaults,

mercilessly striking my visage,

malevolent waves and relentless northern gales,

yet I hold my stance,

just barely

 

darkness engulfs today and the next,

elongated shadows cast in hues of profound violet,

as torrents of necrotic colors loom,

in the impending gloom,

the day lingers on, relentless and thriving,

I shall exploit it,

 

seeking beauty in the desolate,

capturing another vision,

dwelling within another dream,

as we embark upon the protracted night,

once more,

I am impressed it did as well as it did with my word salad,

Cheers!