Fibonacci Turn
Mood:  a-ok
Topic: Poetry
Okay, stay with me on this one:

A few months ago my muse struck me upside the head with a frying pan and said, "write poetry or I'll go upside your head again." Just so you know, I've got a pretty surly muse. So I started writing poetry again, rediscovering my love of forms and wordplay. You have to understand that I haven't written much poetry since shortly after my daughter was born some 20 years ago.

Recently, geek that I am, I discovered this blog and Fibs. Fibs are 20 syllables long and constructed after the Fibonacci sequence of numbers with each line having a syllable count equal to a number in the sequence. This renders a form of:

1
1
2
3
5
8

And they have a nice Haiku-like quality about them.

Examples can be found at the blog site and basically all over the web.

All well and good, but I noodle with things; that's what I do, I noodle. And I thought if you turn back down at the 8 count, you get a slightly more complex and interesting form:

1
1
2
3
5
8
5
3
2
1
1

Here are some initial examples by me:
Hurricane Season
the
air
churning
stirring waves
beating the coastline
until the silence of the eye
when the waves renew
they batter
until
the
end

Joy
It
was
a bright
so cheery
morning when we met
from that meeting our happiness
has come to be us
you and I
are
joy

Lurker
my
life:
regrets
without end;
trouble is brewing
even when I think it isn’t,
it is there lurking,
there waiting,
to take
my
life

Fragrant
a
lone
flower
buds and sprouts
bursting red, yellow
fire from the green, wet stem submerged
new fragrance spilling
through the house
beyond
its
vase

So, please feel free to leave one here in reaction to these, share the form and spread the word.

And that's all I have to say about that.