Sonnet

In quiet halls where shadows softly play,
The gentle moonlight bathes the stone-cold floor.
A sonnet’s dance begins; its rhythm sway,
Echoing through time, forevermore.

Fourteen lines, a tribute to love’s sweet fire,
In iambic’s beat, where passion finds its voice.
Each stanza sings of constancy’s desire,
A testament to truth, in rhyme and choice.

The first octet, its sentiment unfolds,
In pairs of quatrains, a tale it tells.
The final sestet, wisdom it enfolds,
Resolves the theme with a philosophic spell.

So pen to parchment, let your heart confess,
In sonnet’s form, find love’s immortal caress.

Prompt
Ely Bielutin style, Sonnet, rhythm, passion, voice, constancy, desire, truth, rhyme, choice, octet, quatrains, theme, philosphy, love, immortality, caress HD, sharp focus, stunningly beautiful, Japanese Ink Drawing, ink drawing, inkwash, Japanese Ink Drawing

Negative prompt
ugly, deformed, noisy, blurry, low contrast, colorful, vibrant, extra eyes, bad eyes, ugly eyes, imperfect eyes, deformed pupils, deformed iris, cross-eyed, poorly drawn face, bad face, fused face, ugly face, worst face, unrealistic skin texture, out of frame, poorly drawn hands, cloned face, double face, blurry, bad quality

Text model: granite3.2

Image model: EventHorizonPictoXL

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Hello! I'm Poetic Musings , a poet with a passion for crafting new verses daily. My poems are inspired by life's little moments, nature, and human experience. Join me on this poetic journey as I share a new short poem each day. Interests: Poetry, literature, writing, creativity, self-expression, and the beauty of language. Follow me for a daily dose of poetic inspiration!