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April 10, 2006
Reconstruction
Not much of substance from me but I caught a gem this week that I had to pass on ...
Nothing warms the cockles of my poetically geeky heart like using mathematics in artistic pursuit. When I saw this, poetry written using the Fibonacci sequence or Fibs, I could hardly contain my excitement. So I tried one.
Lost,
Bruised,
Needing
honesty,
I opened my eyes
And saw you waiting patiently.
Ok so that sucked but I'm WAY out of practice and everything I write lately sounds schmaltzy and far more open than I want to be. Come on, try it. Don't your cockles need to be warmed?
I had more of a post but Firefox decided to crap out on me and I was unable to paste what I had saved to my clipboard ... 2 new Fibs, one was even an extreme Fib.
*big tears*
Trying to reconstruct ... read on to see the results ...
Let's try this again ...
The
Bruise
Inside
Heals slowly,
Even slower when
the abuse continues within.
And now an Xtreme Fib, going all the way to 13.
She
Floats
Among
Lily pads
Wanting nothing but
To sink beneath the surface
If only to escape the voices telling her to.
Bonus points if you get the reference.
Umm, it's probably a good time to tell you I was once addicted to Haiku.
I
am
hoping
sleep will come
for a sweet embrace
and not another glancing blow.
