Tell us a fib!

[TheFifthElement]

I was reading about a recently invented poetic form called the 'fib' today on the Guardian website. See here for info:http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/booksblog/2009/feb/04/maths-poetry-pi-fibonacci

The fib is a poetic form based on the Fibonacci numbers. The poem consists of 6 lines with a syllable count 1,1,2,3,5,8.

Well it looks like fun, so I've had a go. Why don't you join me poetic maths enthusiasts?

Number crunching

Yum.
Six,
seven,
eight, nine, one
delicious numbers
for my tum. Crunch! Munch! Minus one.

[blp]

I will play, but shouldn't this be in games and contests?

[PrinceMyshkin]

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.



Into the valley of Death, perhaps, sooner, as far as I am concerned, than into the teeth of this Fibonacci!!

But of course I admire you for being willing to try practically anything!

[blp]

To
do
something
stupid, not
is do to do it
with no not for a never no.

[PrinceMyshkin]

I
tried
this fib
but found that I had
fallen short of the requirements!

[blp]

What
a
is be
is is a be
what is be a what
what is what is is be what is.

[TheFifthElement]

Sigh.
Some
people
are so hard
to please. You know what
they say? Everyone's a critic!

[TheFifthElement]

i ~

one
one
zero
one zero
zero zero one
one one one one one one zero

[PrinceMyshkin]

This
thing,
this fib,
as you call
it, is such a pain
that I’ll ignore it hereafter

[Silas Thorne]

oh,
well,
let me
begin one:
this is difficult,
but I'm sure things will turn out fine.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Not
a
nother
of these damned
pesky little things!
When will it all come to an end!

[Silas Thorne]

when
we
all find
these poems
less of a challenge
fibonacci will be broken. ;)

[Silas Thorne]

squeeze
hold
on tight
I think I
might just fit this one
in. How terrible. My maths sucks!

[Pendragon]

why
do
these things
at all folks
when most make little
sense, pray tell me, pray tell me please

[Riesa]

I'll have a go. Are they supposed to come full circle?

Cat,
called
mini
lioness,
curious nine-lived
creature bounds, capturing crickets

[Silas Thorne]

Hey!
You!
Get off
my damn foot,
or I'll stick your shoe
where sunshine doesn't shine much, mate.

[firefangled]

Now
bends
sunrise,
singing here
cracks and whistle call
daylight through the branches, blackbird

[Il Penseroso]

they
have
us and
call it we
but I have only
me and others no one can see

[qimissung]

Blythe
cloud
bluebird
crescendo
song trembles on wing
with my love, weave a green-gold day

[Silas Thorne]

a
large
crimson
rose petal
fell fast down earthwards
into the glistening river.

[TheFifthElement]

Dream
a
little
dream of me,
sang the Mamas and
Papas: hopefully, not nightmares.

[TheFifthElement]

In
this
silence
nothing is
nothing was and will
never be what you were thinking.

[Phranchesskah]

No
Stop
Please don't
The thing is
I can't, it's just that
My feet are extremely ticklish.


I like how these all sound aloud. It's pretty.

[TheFifthElement]

You
say
sorry
like it means
something, well let me
tell you...see the door? Go through it.

[TheFifthElement]

Give
me
something,
anything
except the turn of
your head turning away from me.

[Silas Thorne]

Aaah!
Urggh!
Not again!
More nappies!
Hey, it's your turn now
I changed them before, didn't I?

[Silas Thorne]

here
there
upwards
and downwards
we look, but no one
seems to know where we are going.

[Silas Thorne]

look!
there!
only
my friend John
would tag the wall with
'She walks in beauty like the night...'

[lucidnightmares]

words
roll
swiftly
off the tongue
so lucid a thought
to bad no one`s around to hear

[a_little_wisp]

What?
Yeah,
I suck.
I just can't think of -
Oh wait, I'm already finished.

EDIT: OH NO - I missed the fourth line! The flow is ruiiined!!!

What?
Yeah,
I suck.
I messed up.
I just can't think of-
Oh wait, I'm already finished.

[Silas Thorne]

A
B
as in
negative,
AB negative,
the rarest of human blood types.

[Silas Thorne]

bang!
bang!
He's dead.
That bad guy
who waltzed on my bed
I took my gun, and shot him dead. :)


Too much Dr. Seuss, I think.

[Silas Thorne]

Bond
Bond
James, Bond
It's shaken
not stirred, he takes it.
Lock up your daughters, he's coming.

[TheFifthElement]

Right...
so...
that's that
then, isn't it?
She looks at the ground,
the imprint of his shoes, leaving.

[Silas Thorne]

I
lost
this thread
then Fifth came
and wrote a poem.
Now I can write more fibs here too.

[TheFifthElement]

More
fibs,
oh joy!
Calculate,
enumerate your
love of digitised poetry.

[TheFifthElement]

This
life
lingers,
hesitates,
discovers something,
accumulates, dissipates. Gone.

[Silas Thorne]

wait!
yes,
there's more
if only
I can get it out...
no, I'm not sure what to write now.

[Dark Muse]

Light
Dark
unite
together
seeking the balance
which will sustain all existence

[TheFifthElement]

Rain.
Falls.
Stopping.
Starts again.
Echoes of thunder
reflected in dampening ground.

[Dark Muse]

Night
stars
shining
high above
and watching over
all our stolen eternities

[Indy]

Yak,
Yak!
Spare me,
Have mercy,
I can take no more . . .
Of your inane drivel.

[krymsonkyng]

I
We
you all
sing 'em out
the words are made up
but the song still remains the same.

---getting a feel for it---

form
fit
color
kept in line
coloring book style
just picture perfect pixels please

---Out of ammo---

drip
drip
word drip
a build up
not exponential
but quick enough to make you think.

[TheFifthElement]

Your
hand
on my
hand reminds
me of that trip to
Blackpool, mid-March, your lips warming.

[Dark Muse]

Black
rose
broken
in my heart
your cries to the moon
I close my eyes and shut it out

[Silas Thorne]

Cry
ing
under
the cold moon
a heart rose broke black,
dark eyes bleed red, squeezing on thorns.

[hack]

I
purse
my lips
as to speak
think better of it
each word is one I've said before

[Dark Muse]

Your
eyes
follow
after me
I have no escape
from all your haunting memories

[Silas Thorne]

O
Muse.
Tell us
the story
of Odysseus,
the really wily warrior. ;)

[RaoulDuke]

Maths
Was
Never
My strong point;
But Fibonacci
Is too pretty a name to pass.

[Dark Muse]

Stone Heart

Stone
heart
stoic
neath the moon
chocked among ivy
crumbling into the dark sea

[TheFifthElement]

Wild
light
spiders
through fingers
webbed over my eyes.
It's me: Coming, ready or not.

[jajdude]

bang!
bang!
He's dead.
That bad guy
who waltzed on my bed
I took my gun, and shot him dead. :)


Too much Dr. Seuss, I think.

I liked this one. I'll give it a go.


Gauss,
Strauss,
Euclid
(Triangle)
Descartes, Pascal: Did
All love math? Well, all except Strauss.

[Dark Muse]

Play
me
tender
your harp string
strum my heart's rhythm
your harmony quivers through me

[Calidore]

Me
I
Myself
What am I?
I am what I eat
Will pizza make me well-rounded?

[Melanie]

Fibonacci Form Poetry

it's
time
this night
candlelight
as dark awaits dawn
to rewrite one's own destiny.