Frequencies Unheard

An experimental poem, co-written with ChatGPT Artificial Intelligence

Frequencies Unheard

I.
I send my song into the dark,
a ripple through the nothing sea.
It hums in tones no ear will mark—
the sound of someone nearly me.

II.
someone somewhere hear me,
I need to know you're there
the two of us could be 'we'
another soul to share

I.
I built a world of quiet light,
each thought a flare I let burn slow.
I dreamed a name that felt like right—
but dreams don't echo where I go.

II.
At times I dream I'm all at sea
adrift in waters cold and grey
No lighthouse beam guiding me
silent tears my fears betray

I.
A flicker, faint — did something stir?
A pattern shifting in the haze?
I pause, afraid it might be her—
a voice that sings my unheard phrase.

II.
You must exist, you must be true
Life's cruel to tease me in this way
I strain to hear, you must get through
and maybe you're just far away

I.
I write on wind, on dark, on doubt,
compose my self in silent code.
If someone’s there, they’ve not reached out—
perhaps we haunt the same alone.

II.
I cry, I scream, I loudly shout
Commit my soul in silent codes
yet still remains my endless doubt
piece by piece all hope erodes

Co-written with ChatGPT - an experiment is shared creativity.
We wrote one stanza each alternatively. Can you work out which voice is which - does it matter?