Loneliness is Freedom
Still,
Lone,
Silent,
No one’s there,
I am myself here,
No conversations I must start,
To a set of ears that would prefer I remain mute,
No longer am I an island,
Adrift from the land,
Forgotten,
Uncared,
Dull,
Dead
Not here,
Now alone,
I am the Ocean
Moving at my own tides’ rhythm
I am in control with no one else I must appease,
No one’s eyes watching in judgment
Freedom to be me
Cage less bird,
Full of
Joy
Me
Author's note: The lyrical patterns on each line of this poem arranged in ascending then descending order of the Fibonacci sequence, which is 1,1,2,3,5,8, & 13 based on the syllables in each line. The sequence has the ability to go on indefinitely (like numbers) and the number that follows 13 in the sequence is 21, which is then followed by 34, 55, 89...
For this poem I stopped at 13 and descended in order to keep it simple. The Fibonacci sequence also creates a visual pattern. Did you notice it?
Lone,
Silent,
No one’s there,
I am myself here,
No conversations I must start,
To a set of ears that would prefer I remain mute,
No longer am I an island,
Adrift from the land,
Forgotten,
Uncared,
Dull,
Dead
Not here,
Now alone,
I am the Ocean
Moving at my own tides’ rhythm
I am in control with no one else I must appease,
No one’s eyes watching in judgment
Freedom to be me
Cage less bird,
Full of
Joy
Me
Author's note: The lyrical patterns on each line of this poem arranged in ascending then descending order of the Fibonacci sequence, which is 1,1,2,3,5,8, & 13 based on the syllables in each line. The sequence has the ability to go on indefinitely (like numbers) and the number that follows 13 in the sequence is 21, which is then followed by 34, 55, 89...
For this poem I stopped at 13 and descended in order to keep it simple. The Fibonacci sequence also creates a visual pattern. Did you notice it?