I
You
here
existing
in parallel
timezones in the universe
an incredible complex system we are.
Filling a niche, fulfilling our story of existence among the stars
leaving our mark for generations to come
cocoons in the universe
human beings
surviving
thriving
here
You
I
We
perfect
specimen
of imperfection
reproducing, loving, living
warmed by the sun, a stable star supporting our lives
enabling our existence for billions of years
may we soon learn not to squander
this precious planet
we cannot
leave to
chance
***
The Golden Ratio of the Fibonacci Spiral Poem is a pattern frequently found in nature. I recently became smitten by it.
A great writer friend of mine has this to say about this poetry form:
“These are the laws of nature. (Quantum) physics,
biology, and chemistry make up our world. And wow,
it’s interesting stuff and so important to design
our future.” ~ Desiree Driesenaar Linktree.
I believe she’s right.
A Fibonacci Spiral Poem follows a sequence of numbers where each syllable of a word is the sum of the previous two syllables.
For example, in the above poems, the sequence are
1, 1, 1, 3, 4, 7, 11, 18, 11, 7, 4, 3, 1, 1, 1 and
1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 13, 8, 5, 3, 2, 1.
The sequence continues into eternity.
How very cool , don’t you agree. But don’t get impressed until you’ve read about the numbers of nature: the Fibonacci sequence. Researching that made my day.
Incidentally, in the first poem, I added an extra syllable at the start. Wrong? Maybe. But I needed it for emphasis. Hope you don’t mind.
Image by beate bachmann from Pixabay
Image by Harald Landsrath from Pixabay
Fibonacci Spiral Poem first published on Medium.
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The natural world is a wonder.
Cathy, what a pleasure to find your comment here. You light me up. As soon as I’m able to balance what needs balancing I will come over to you– I know where to find you– and will pick up from where we left off. I’ve got clutter to attend to, but I will come. Be well, dear Cathy. I bless you and wish you miracles.
Beautifully done Selma!
Randy. How are you? I appreciate what you said here. Coming from you, means so much. Remember how I told you once that you inspired me to write poetry? Well, it’s still the truth. Thanks for leaving this comment here. Be blessed, Randy. Stay safe. I wish you miracles.
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