MY DOG

Bark,
BARK!
My dog
likes to bark.
Round and round she turns
then settles on the rug to sleep.


     Today's poem is a FIB--a poem based on Fibonacci’s number.  Try writing your own FIB today.

SUNFLOWER

Yellow sunflower
smiles at the sun.
Growing bigger,
almost done;
an old black crow
comes flying by
and gives those
sunflower seeds a try.
These seeds are tasty,
such a delight.
The crow ate all day
and into the night.
Now the crow
is round and fat,
while the sunflower
falls to the ground 
flat.

     Did you know that the sunflower seeds in the middle of the flower grow around and around in a Fibonacci sequence?  There are lots of plants that do this--pine cones, artichokes, and pineapples.  Are you familiar with the Fib poem?  It is based on the Fibonacci sequence too.  (A Syllabic form of poetry with the following number of syllables in each line.  1,1,2,3,5,8,13,etc. Each line is the combination of the two previous lines added together.)  Let's see if I can do this, the hard part is the beginning when the count is low.

Bright                              (1)
Sun                                  (1)
flower                             (2)
yellow shines,                 (3)
along comes a crow       (5)
and sits on the sunflower's spines,  (8)
then he opines, This is mine, all mine.  It's very fine. (13--I hope I counted that right.)

     OK, so your challenge for today is to write your own FIB.  Have fun writing.