Stop.
Pause.
Breathe deep.
Smell the scent
of citrus blossoms
perfuming into warm spring winds.
Fill your lungs with the fresh promise of good things to come.
This poem is a Fib. A syllabic poem based on Fibonacci’s number, each line length is the sum of the two previous lines. So the poem has 1 syllable, 1 syllable, 2 syllables, 3 syllables, 5 syllables, 8 syllables and I tried making this go to 13 syllables, but as you can see, I ran out of room. If you are viewing this poem on your cell phone many of the lines wrap so you are missing the beauty of the Fib form. Does this chart make it easier to see the formatting?
Line 1 = 1 syllable
Line 2 = 1 syllables
Line 3 = 2 syllables
Line 4 = 3 syllables
Line 5 = 5 syllables
Line 6 = 8 syllables
Line 7 = 13 syllables
Your challenge for today is to try writing your own Fib. Try making it 5 or 6 lines long. Have fun. Do find some time to go outside and play today.
