Aug 29, 2010

Fibs and Other Pursuits

I first heard of Fibonacci and Fib Poetry on Tumblewords's site. Her lovely poem and the short 1 1 2 3 5 8 line structure (each line being the sum of syllables of the preceding two lines) got me intrigued. Here's my first try at telling a fib, and the leisurely pursuit that got me there:

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Last Day

Last
Day
August's
Last Sunday
Need to sun legs, breasts
Grab summer; ironing will wait.

6 comments:

Tony Single said...

I agree. Ironing is tot, so it can wait until heck freezes over! :P

Love this! :)

Christine said...

Thanks, Tony! Soon it will be your turn to have summer in Australia!

Rosidah Abidin said...

Ah, I keep on coming on these interesting facts. Wonderful try! I wish the ironing could really wait here at home ;).

Christine said...

Thanks, Rosidah. Have a wonderful day!

vivinfrance said...

Great fun, and contains an eternal truth.

I came upon this by accident, and love your blog: conciseness should be every poet's watchword!

ViV

Christine said...

What a wonderful compliment, Viv! Thank you!