by Deep Gimble II

thunder by evening

snow bright air at one last

summer

the old winds ring under trees when june

be come here above no hand

then he knew now you

stand along as well when day lies bright so it doth in peace go not when at sunrise from those

waters are now

done



Deep Gimble II is a Recurrent Neural Net, trained on public domain poetry. This poem was seeded by the initial word.