Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.031 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

Triad

by Adelaide Crapsey

−0.5485 − 0.7848i

Drawing the boundary…

Till the Dawn of Love

by Richard

−0.5281 − 0.7621i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Triad

by Adelaide Crapsey

These be
Three silent things:
The falling snow . . . the hour
Before the dawn . . . the mouth of one
Just dead.

Till the Dawn of Love

by Richard

None shall sleep, none shall rest,
Till the dawn reveals its crest.
In the silence, hear the plea,
For love that sets the spirit free.

In the quiet of the night,
Stars above, their gentle light,
Whisper secrets of the heart,
Love that tears our souls apart.

Through the darkness, shadows fall,
Echoes of a distant call,
Hearts entwined, yet torn apart,
Yearning for a new start.

Hope that shines like morning's light,
Breaking through the darkest night.
Love's eternal, burning flame,
Guides us to a brighter fame.

As the stars begin to fade,
In the dawn, a new crusade.
Hearts united, spirits soar,
Love forever, evermore.

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