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Saturday, April 01, 2006

The Fib

One
Small,
Precise,
Poetic,
Spiraling mixture:
Math plus poetry yields the Fib.

What’s that, you ask? That’s the very first Fib I wrote. What’s a Fib? Well, first a little backstory….

At the 2005 SCBWI-LA Writer’s Day, poet-novelist Ron Koertge mentioned the idea of “warming up” each day by writing haiku. To paraphrase what he said, writing haiku keeps you in tune with the importance of word choice and how you can say so much with so little… with the goal being that subconsciously you will continue to be aware of both points whenever and whatever you write.

I was intrigued, but my geeky mind immediately began to churn. Why just haiku? I wanted something that required more precision. That led me to a six line, 20 syllable poem with a syllable count by line of 1/1/2/3/5/8 – the classic Fibonacci sequence. In short, start with 0 and 1, add them together to get your next number, then keep adding the last two numbers together for your next one. It’s a wonderful sequence, and it’s one that is repeated in nature (most famously in nautilus shells). Heck, some folks use it in knitting and music,… and, as much as I’d like to say I invented a new form of poetry, these sequences have been part of various poetic structures since before Fibonacci’s time. However, "the Fib" is my take on the idea, complete with a wicked cool name, if I say so myself.

I’ve found writing Fibs helpful, as they really do make me conscious of word choice in everything I write (which is particularly critical in my poetry, picture book manuscripts, and e-mails to Mom). Also, I’ve found kids respond well to the form, especially when they hear that “Ewww. Worms.” can be 1/3 of their poem. So, I think it’s time for the Fib to gain more exposure.

In another post, I’ll talk more about various Fib rules and guidelines and subsets (like Fibs that tell fibs!), but for now, I’m curious to hear what you think or see if any of you want to try your hand at writing Fibs … and hoping you all want to join me in spreading Fibbery around the web/in classrooms/wherever.

This
Post
Is now
Completed,
So, I gotta book.
See you all on the comments page.

(There are wonderful Fibs in the comments here, and if you look to the right you'll find links to other posts with even more Fibbery (such as the post cleverly named More Fibbery.) If you head on up to the top of the blog you'll find new Fibbish links, too. In short, feel free to poke around... and don't be shy about telling a Fib or two.)

(And now another update: a book deal (and that's no fib!))

(The BIG update: The 14 Fibs of Gregory K. - the novel that came to life because of this post - is now available wherever books are sold!)

392 comments:

  1. Please
    Leave
    Comments.
    You’ll answer
    Pink Floyd’s great question:
    Is there anybody out there?

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  2. Anonymous3:36 AM

    Yup! Found you from your Fuse#8 comment....I don't blog so I can't link....but you are now on my "Favorite Blogs" to check each day. Need to get a coffee to sit and get to know you - your've written so much and I have arrived at the party a little late!
    (not a blogger, but hopefully not a lurker....what else can I be?)

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  3. Anonymous6:40 AM

    pink
    rocks!
    you are
    my favorite wordsmith.
    (Fibs, however, are not worthy)

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  4. What else can you be? Participant! (Hmmm, I coulda written this as a Fib, but I haven't had my coffee yet, either). Welcome to the blog and come back anon, anon.

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  5. And hello anonymous2 (electric boogaloo). You have a fantastic start to a Fib, and even though your syllables start to veer off the path of 112358ishness, I so love your sentiment that I don't mind. Thanks for the comment!

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  6. Anonymous7:48 AM

    Hi
    Cuz
    Tres cool
    This will be
    Most fun to try with
    Jess, the verbal wordsmith at home.
    Must stop now and get some work done before kids wake up.
    Amazing (to me) people saw your site in the first hours after posting (must be night owls).

    see you at Passover, xoxo L.

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  7. Not enough coffee yet to try a fib, but must stop in to say "very cool"

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  8. Anonymous8:04 AM

    Should
    All
    Comments
    Be written
    In the form of Fibs?
    Enquiring minds would like to know.

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  9. Nah, all comments needn't be Fibbish. They can be, of course, as I'd love to see a body of Fibbery built up, but I'm interested in anything folks have to say about the Fib in concept, in practice, or in spreadability.

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  10. Anonymous10:27 AM

    Wow!
    I
    Love this
    Idea.
    I always wanted
    Permission to tell fibs in school.

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  11. Anonymous10:42 AM

    GK......Have wasted at least an hour trying to compose an impressive FIBonesque masterpiece...with no luck.....sigh..
    And duty now calls me elsewhere.....BUT I'll be back!

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  12. Anonymous1:19 PM

    It's
    tough..
    Just two...
    Even three..
    But five?.. Eight?.. Enough!!
    Thirteen I think I"ll try to do.
    Would give me five more spaces to write down much more fluff!!

    Impressed, GK ?? I won't tell you how much time that cost...gg..AND came out with rhyming scheme fatally flawed..... After I proudly wrapped it up, I noticed.......horrors.....I had failed to include the "three line."

    My decision long ago not to risk my future on a career in writing ...writing anything....fully vindicated!

    By the way, I am a frequent user of Fibonnacis in analyzing stock trends...a snap compared to what you're now introducing. And besides, made even simpler by using my trusty old calculator......

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  13. Anonymous1:31 PM

    George,
    make
    my day
    say you want
    to retire away
    from all those hacks on the beltway
    deep in the brush in the hush of the discreet mesquites
    to contemplate your legacy
    nevermore to make
    war on them
    or us
    or
    rove

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  14. Whoa, Max. You've written actual POETRY there. Now, it's not a Fib as I'd defined it, but it's Fibonacci poetry (more specifically, in its stacked form. Tetractys is another short, stackable form, for those who care. When I start talking about my rules and guidelines... well, yours still will rock.

    MC, that's also a fine effort! Mixing math in is a great idea. Probably a whole subset of Fibbery. Again, that line of 13 shows how hard it is to do a complete thought in 20 syllables... which I only point out cuz I really do use Fibs as I mentioned in my post. That said, I am LOVING that folks are writing here. MORE, I say!

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  15. Anonymous3:35 PM

    Fib?
    No,
    No way-
    Never I!
    I would never lie.
    Unless it was a little fib!


    oooo word play
    did i get it right?

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  16. Anonymous5:18 PM

    I
    hate
    poets.
    Really, I
    want to kill them and
    bathe in their warm blood and entrails.

    [Just saw Slither last night....]

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  17. Anonymous6:11 PM

    Word
    Freaks

    Like Fibs.
    No surprise,
    They've posted a few.
    Any other Fib sightings yet?

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  18. Anonymous7:36 PM

    Fibs Are Easy as Pi
    Pi Day came;
    i
    took a deep breath
    and
    a circle i squared
    then put a few remaining digits
    aside
    for my evening repast


    (to be continued...)

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  19. Anonymous7:48 PM

    Spike,
    Blonde
    Vampire.
    Burned, smacked, chipped.
    Nugatory much?
    That's okay, we all still love you.

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  20. Anonymous7:53 PM

    Funny and interesting... I used to write haiku's for my dog, until she became very irritated by them and would leave the room, scowling back at me on the way out....then I realized I was being sacrilegious because it was too many worship words in one sequence. All dogs are theologic literalists, I think.

    Here is a Fib for a canine....

    Walk
    Park
    Cookie
    Wanna play?
    Go fetch your frisbee
    Gonna take a ride to the beach



    Mad.

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  21. Excellent Fibbery here today. Jessie, you did get it right. Jim, I only play a poet on my blog, so go after that Max Entropy character, as THAT is a poet. And I love writing poetry for pets. Thanks to all who posted comments today. Let's see what tomorrow brings....

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  22. Anonymous8:30 AM

    Disclosure
    I'm
    no
    poet;
    i only
    play one on teevee
    so write me a screenplay would you?

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  23. Spec
    Script
    For sale!
    Who's buying?
    Please, Mr. Speilberg...
    Mr. Cameron.... Anyone?

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  24. wake
    up
    sunny
    sweet relief
    from bitter winter
    dark days conduit renewal

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  25. Anonymous12:30 PM

    As a former engineering major and math geek, but with a life-long interest in books and reading and poetry, I have to say that I do find fibs appealing.

    In honor of the recent and unusual weather in Northern CA, here's my contribution:

    Rain,
    Rain,
    More rain,
    Slate gray skies,
    Sullen and squall-filled.
    All I ask is to see blue sky.

    Not high art, but it did make me feel a little better.

    Thanks also for the feedback on Frank Asch's books. Anything that makes a link for reluctant readers is good news to me!

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  26. Anonymous4:25 PM

    Spring
    back,
    they said...
    or forward ??
    As I lie in bed,
    I think best to wait a bit and listen for a bird!

    GK..Sorry to subject you to this monstrosity.....Determined to make a "contribution"..!!??

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  27. Anonymous6:37 AM

    Oh
    Cool
    How neat!
    I have to
    teach this to my kids
    Who are not poets yet but like math!


    Thanks for a great post! I found you through the carnival and I'll be back!

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  28. As promised, I have put up a post with some rules and guidelines and subsets. Though as I say there, the key thing is simply to WRITE. And to send me cookies, of course. Or any chocolate.

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  29. Anonymous6:34 PM

    I
    Fib
    You Fib
    We all Fib.
    What I want to know
    Is how do I get some ice cream?

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  30. Anonymous6:43 PM

    Whole
    notes
    delay
    full measure.
    Procrastinating
    hemidemisemiquaver!

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  31. Anonymous12:19 AM

    In a mathematical vein:-

    grad
    div
    vector
    partial
    Laplacian, maths
    differential application

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  32. Anonymous12:46 AM

    This
    Fib
    Has one
    Mistake, that
    It does not really
    Have any mistakes at all!

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  33. Anonymous12:51 AM

    Math,
    Makes,
    My head,
    Quake with pain.
    Writing a poem based
    On Fibonacci, does the same.

    __
    Write My Essay

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  34. Anonymous12:57 AM

    These
    Poems:
    Truly
    Pedantic
    Methodology.
    Extremely restrictive process.

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  35. Anonymous12:59 AM

    Not directly related to Fibonacci, however two years ago I wrote a poetry book entitled "Algoritmi" (is in Italian...), all related to computer science, from hard disks to Turing' theorem.

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  36. Anonymous1:05 AM

    I've
    never
    been much
    good at this,
    but here's my feeble
    attempt at writing a Fib. Hmm.


    An excellent idea, and there are some really impressive Fibs here. Keep it up!

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  37. Anonymous1:08 AM

    Pi.
    Pie.
    The same?
    Different?
    One is infinite,
    The other is pastry covered.

    Nice poetry format, but way too hard to write!

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  38. Anonymous1:22 AM

    Dead
    Man's
    Millions
    4-1-9
    Desperate spammer
    African dictator's wife

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  39. Anonymous1:24 AM

    Blood,
    Sweat,
    And tears,
    Made this Fib.
    And for what purpose?
    Just a fanciful waste of time,
    Procrastination is a wonderful friend to me!

    Is an '-ion' suffix considered 1 or 2 syllables? I'm assuming 1...if it is considered 2 then substitute 'wonderful' with 'special' or similar ;)

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  40. Anonymous1:41 AM

    I
    for
    one welcome
    our slashdot overlords

    :)

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  41. new poetic form:
    the spiral sequence unfolds
    recombining genes.

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  42. Anonymous1:50 AM

    this
    is
    far more
    geeky than
    another haiku.

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  43. Anonymous2:12 AM

    Shit
    is
    what you
    make of it.
    Try to avoid it.
    If not, clean up the mess you make.

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  44. Anonymous2:16 AM

    Who?
    Who?
    I ask.
    Would write Fibs?
    Not he, she, or we.
    Just I can not stop trying to.
    Hands, stop continuing to type in longer word strings!

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  45. Anonymous2:24 AM

    one,
    one,
    two seeds,
    three more in
    the next, neat row,
    together chasing the sun.

    I taught a guy how to write a recursive function in C to calculate the Fib sequence just the other day...

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  46. Those
    are
    the best
    twenty beats
    I have ever seen
    in the name of Fibonacci.

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  47. Anonymous2:29 AM

    Short
    One.

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  48. Anonymous2:42 AM

    - yes
    - no
    - maybe
    - that is all
    - the only choices
    - more than to be or not to be
    - less than the multiple choice test we took yesterday
    - binary versus trinary versus quadrinary is the current great debate
    - where will you stand when the choice comes for you? with tested binary, new but simlar trinary, or with funky 4d quadrinary

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  49. Anonymous2:43 AM

    One
    One
    Two more
    And then three
    At five syllables -
    almost done. Eight for the finish

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  50. Anonymous2:45 AM

    They
    come
    in great
    masses now
    You are slashdoted
    Enjoy more fibs than expected


    :)

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  51. Tool's James Maynard Keenan did this on Lateralus (the song) on Lateralus (the album) in 2001.
    The sequence here is by the syllables in the words (not the words themselves).
    The phrasing of how it is sung highlights the sequence.

    The opening lyrics are:

    black
    then
    white are
    all I see
    in my infancy
    red and yellow then came to be
    reaching out to me
    let's me see

    ooohh...

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  52. Anonymous2:54 AM

    Sing
    Me
    A song,
    A perfect
    Rhythmic analogue
    Of a Fibonacci sequence.

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  53. Anonymous2:59 AM

    Life
    Love
    Have they
    Fled from me?
    And will they return?
    And can I bear the solitude?

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  54. Anonymous3:11 AM

    Is
    My
    Penis
    Big Enough
    Or Do I Need To
    Consider Plastic Surgery?

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  55. Anonymous3:12 AM

    So
    Long
    and Thanks
    for all the
    Fish, our dear Douglas.
    Such shame, in the scheme of things,
    forty-two is not in the Fibonacci sequence.

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  56. Anonymous3:13 AM

    cold.
    dark.
    alone.
    Excellent!
    This nerdy form
    can still be totally emo

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  57. A
    Fib
    Newly
    Attempted:
    Mood siesta now
    Fibonacci laughing aloud!
    Poets would love this: a song that any professor
    Would listen to and approve sure
    And, the studious
    Write now a…
    Poem!
    A
    Fib!

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  58. Anonymous3:46 AM

    Palindrome version. (It's early, best I could do...)

    God,
    all!
    It's fib,
    version A.
    Edit idea...
    No! Is rev B, if still a dog.




    Fake Palindrome version just for grins...


    I
    See
    Can o'
    bi "F-words".
    Back till EPS
    spell it backwards - fibonacci

    - Ed P. Smith (EPS)

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  59. Anonymous4:01 AM

    Hey -- this is really cool. I'm an English teacher and plan to try this with my students -- how should I credit you?

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  60. Anonymous4:38 AM

    This

    form

    forces

    fine feelings

    into abstruse lines

    each longer longing to affix

    a meaning to creations made live by febrile minds

    and for this new spring trick I thank both you and SlashDot. Well done. Though if continued cumbersome.

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  61. Anonymous4:45 AM

    Hare.
    Hare.
    They mate.
    Now there's three.
    Mate again, now five.
    And again, now there's eight bunnies.
    [Now thirteen bunnies, and counting. Mom will be pissed off.]

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  62. Anonymous4:59 AM

    On the Scifaiku list we have been enjoying these for years on such subjects as alien coded transmissions.

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  63. Ok, here's my attempt...


    A
    Pen
    It falls
    And forms words
    It bleeds, constant and continuous
    A mark upon a perfect sheet of white

    Tim

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  64. Anonymous5:53 AM

    Rest.
    Sleep.
    Awake.
    It's nap time.
    I need to sleep in.
    Is it Saturday morning yet?

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  65. the fibonacci sequence is also the foundation of how apparel is sized (called "grading"). The rules governing grading practices are based on the sequence.

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  66. Anonymous5:55 AM

    We!
    Are!
    Your Friends!
    You'll never
    be alone again! Well come on!

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  67. Anonymous5:58 AM

    Why?
    Why?
    Would You
    Write a poem
    Having syllables
    Matching Fibonacci's Numbers?
    I can only think that there is something wrong with you!

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  68. Anonymous6:07 AM

    Peace,
    Love,
    Yogurt,
    Granola:
    The hippie credo.
    It helps me recall the 60's.

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  69. Anonymous6:08 AM

    un
    jour
    encore
    et toujours
    à passer ici
    cet endroit m'ennuie et m'endort
    je ne pense qu'à le fuir car le travail m'abrutit

    ...and its translation:

    one
    day
    again
    forever
    I got to spend here
    this place is boring and sleepy
    Dreaming about getting out because work alienates


    hi from France,
    deep

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  70. Anonymous6:11 AM

    Place
    Seed
    In soil.
    Add water.
    Wait for a few days.
    Germination turns seed to sprout.

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  71. Anonymous6:12 AM

    deep
    love
    delights
    my senses
    as the subtle light
    that unveils your spiritual grace

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  72. Anonymous6:34 AM

    This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

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  73. Anonymous6:36 AM

    Why?
    How?
    Easy.
    Just start slow
    Add a few more words
    Then, sir, you have yourself a Fib

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  74. Can
    I
    write a
    good poem
    with this structuring
    or is it too hard to construct

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  75. Anonymous6:46 AM

    Hullo. Here via livejournal.

    There
    Is
    Nothing
    For those who
    Refuse delusions
    Of joy; but pain, spite unending.

    I loved making it far more than I like making haikus. Thanks for the creation.

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  76. 1/1/2/3/5/8

    HALT!
    HALT!
    Oh no!
    A riddle
    that cannot be solved.
    Burn in hell vile halting problem!

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  77. for
    God
    so loved
    this sick world
    that He sent His Son
    who died, that we might become clean
    and lives forever, that we might be saved from God's wrath

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  78. Anonymous7:11 AM

    anyone wrote a program to write a fib ?

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  79. Anonymous7:17 AM

    Poor
    Fib.
    A poet,
    And didn't know it.

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  80. Anonymous7:42 AM

    black,
    blue,
    yellow,
    magenta,
    these are the colors
    that printers find are best combind.

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  81. Anonymous7:50 AM

    This is very interesting - even for an architect. The Fibonnachi sequence is actually one of many types of formal grammer or 'linquistic architectures' also known as a Lindenmayer system. This idea could spark a myriad of new compositional aestetics.

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  82. Anonymous8:08 AM

    I
    Write
    A Fib.
    Must I wash
    Off my hands with soap?
    Better than a spoken Fib, eh?

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  83. Anonymous8:25 AM

    We go,
    sometimes,
    down to the park
    to feed the ducks some bread
    but when we run out of food they get mad

    2/2/4/6/10
    Its still a fib =]
    -nexxuz

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  84. Anonymous8:43 AM

    Just
    My
    Humble
    Addition
    To a strange new form.
    More intruiging than other prose
    But I think you should admit one more line for effect.

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  85. Anonymous8:45 AM

    Is
    This
    New form
    Some kind of
    New English haiku
    Or is it universal (math)?

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  86. Anonymous8:47 AM

    In
    Self
    Ref'rence
    I will spend
    This space because it's
    Math and math just loves itself so.

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  87. Anonymous8:47 AM

    To
    Make
    A Fib:
    Boil two
    quarts water and add
    some words. Is it al dente yet?

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  88. Anonymous8:48 AM

    Her

    heart

    beating,

    I felt truth

    in the soft rhythm,

    I toiled with grace and purity.

    Immortality, it seams, takes refuge in numbers.

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  89. Anonymous8:51 AM

    Ah!
    Look!
    How strange.
    A graph grows
    On the line edges
    It looks vaguely exponential
    (Of course I know it's not, how could it be? But still, Look!)

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  90. Anonymous8:58 AM

    Baby Fib
    (in honor of my sister who's first baby is due today)

    now?
    soon?
    baby
    anytime.
    excited fam, friends
    don't mean to bug you but...still do!

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  91. Anonymous8:58 AM

    A fib 404 message in the public domain:

    This
    Page
    Is not.
    404
    You'll find nothing here
    You'd better just click "back"-- move on.

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  92. who's?
    whose.
    (yes, mine)
    please ignore
    my grammer error
    in my previous post, dammit.

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  93. Anonymous9:13 AM

    one

    hard,

    rocking,

    pulsing beat

    brings me to my feet

    leads me to what Ive forgotten

    pristine in reccolection but now smells all rotten

    I see the beach, i see the trees, i smell the sea and feel sand on my knees but i know

    Deep down I know but do you? the world isnt round and the sky isnt blue, the schools are not safe and the air is not clean, the news isnt true

    so what do we do… Let the old boys club dictate how its run, liberate a nation

    hurt them for fun. desensitized to fear, blood and pain

    But it doesnt look like they won

    the world is not dumb

    complacent

    maybe

    so

    sad

    -- quoted from brainpron.net

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  94. Anonymous9:15 AM

    I
    want
    to be
    all the things
    my mother said I
    couldn't be in my own life time.

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  95. you
    I
    would think
    that I'd learn--
    grammar with two A's!
    hasty perfectionist...slow down.

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  96. Anonymous9:35 AM

    Write
    Line
    By Line
    Poetry
    It’s Fibonacci
    Mathematical Syllables

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  97. Anonymous9:37 AM

    need
    one
    hour
    to compose
    an impressive fib
    to rival all, with no luck, sigh...



    thanx, mc, you had one there....

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  98. Hey
    I
    posted
    a nice fib
    where the hell is it?

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  99. Anonymous9:48 AM

    oh
    say
    can you
    see any
    bedbugs on me? Dumb
    songs seem to live longer than most
    real poems. Why do I recall that but not true prose?

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  100. Saw
    Fibs
    On a
    Site I love
    Now I'm stuck fibbing
    And I can't seem to stop at all.

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  101. Anonymous9:52 AM

    I'm
    not
    really
    qualified
    to wrangle numbers
    to or to comment on perfection

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  102. Anonymous9:53 AM

    dust
    clot
    gathers.
    my keyboard
    is like a desert.
    the oasis is the off switch.

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  103. Anonymous10:13 AM

    Excellent idea! In response --

    3 Consider
    1 Pi:
    4 That delightful
    1 Thing --
    5 The ratio of
    9 Circumference to diameter

    I have long appreciated the benefits of writing within rigorous boundaries.

    http://99words.livejournal.com/

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  104. Wait...
    No!
    Haiku,
    Senryu,
    Are not congruent!
    (Practice poetic pedantry!)

    Fibs,
    form?
    content?
    All should have
    element from set
    of all possible math concepts.

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  105. Anonymous10:41 AM

    For
    Us
    Strange, odd
    People who
    Like to play with words,
    Fibs are a perfect time-waster!

    This should keep my family busy for weeks - thanks!

    CarynW

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  106. Anonymous10:50 AM

    tick
    tock
    moving
    slower; now
    time is standing still
    while I wait for you to join me
    take this bitter pill
    from me now
    fleeting;
    locks
    click

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  107. Anonymous10:50 AM

    1 I
    1 Think
    2 to try
    3 a long Fib
    5 of epic wording
    8 meta-syntactic self-ref'rence
    13 is it too much to do in this way of self-rev'rence?
    21 one word upon the next upon the sum of words to carry the text upon the Fib
    34 The challenge, they say, is in the choice of words when given so few or strict a guide on which to place the words that must follow the sequence of Fib
    55 But now does this even qualify as poetry as aesthetic as beauty or as only an exercise in numbers and letters and sounds and phoenems reaching and reaching to be heard by someone with nothing else to do
    89 And now as the Fibonachi sequence explodes above a hundred, my Fib crumbles on its last line and thought or will and testament with a sigh or a gasp the deed is done and is nothing but on the page to sit and wollow in a joyous agony of an undead state of completion and of no relief to ever be completele and gone from all minds

    That became kind of unintentionally morbid...sorry. I also feel I've somehow cheated...if you pronounce reference and reverence as three syllables, remove "self-"?

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  108. Anonymous11:22 AM

    Why
    does
    Dubya
    keep lying
    Even though we have found him out?

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  109. Anonymous11:23 AM

    Why
    does
    Dubya
    keep slinging
    Bulls*it on Iraq
    Even though we have found him out?

    ReplyDelete
  110. Anonymous11:47 AM

    William Shatner would be proud...

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  111. Anonymous12:25 PM

    I
    am
    not so
    wonderful
    as a manager.
    my skills need some development.
    I was once a geek,
    that was cake
    compared
    to
    this.

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  112. Anonymous1:00 PM

    This idea is awesome - I'm going to be putting a lot up on a friend's online newspaper (my name is linked, but I'm not sure about the advertising policy here so no in-text link) on the next update, linking back here and giving credit of course. Here are the ones I've got so far:

    This
    is
    a Fib.
    Not a lie.
    A poem made of
    The great Fibbonacci sequence.

    Yet
    again
    I try
    to make a
    passable poem.
    I hope this one wasn't too bad.

    Now
    for
    something
    completely
    different. I will
    Attempt to make a longer Fib.
    Thirteen on this line! Can I one-up this? I think so!

    So
    I
    will try
    an even
    longer Fib poem.
    Eight syllables are on this line!
    Can you tell that I'm running out of good ideas?
    Not that, I suppose, any of the ideas were good to begin with. TWENTY-ONE!

    Now
    the
    true test.
    Can I write
    A Fib that isn't
    completely self-referential?

    Now!
    Go!
    Escape
    to freedom!
    We are trapped in this.
    Run, try to fly, and soar so far.
    Only to fall back,
    receeding
    into
    this
    void.

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  113. Oh
    my
    brain hurts
    and it is
    too late to play this
    game. Help me !
    I'm off
    to
    bed !

    Did I get that right ? Words are my thing, not numbers !! Chicken Spaghetti sent me here...

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  114. Anonymous1:13 PM

    A
    Rose
    Is red
    Violet blue
    And isn't math cool

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  115. Anonymous1:16 PM

    look
    found
    great page
    to look at
    you admire this work
    while you sit at your cubicle

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  116. one
    more
    season
    biking and
    eating tacos with
    friends on the TNR bike ride!


    TNR Stands for the Thursday Night Ride!

    ReplyDelete
  117. Anonymous4:25 PM

    George
    Bush,
    you seek
    to destroy
    civil liberties
    while pandering to the right-wing.

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  118. Anonymous4:29 PM

    A
    New
    Meter
    Poetic.
    These words pathetic
    Pay homage to Fib aesthetic.

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  119. Anonymous4:36 PM

    Fib
    O
    Nacci
    Sequence fun.
    Find the golden mean
    As the ratio converges.

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  120. Anonymous4:58 PM

    Spock...
    Bones...
    Scotty...
    Uhura!
    Must. Get. Shields! Back. Up.
    Lungs. Constricting. No time! To. Move.

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  121. Fantastic! And there's Fibbing all over the Web. Here's today's post with links to some places where Fibbery has been spotted.

    Fibs
    Live!
    Hooray!

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  122. Anonymous7:47 PM

    haiku is old hat.
    fibonacci is more fun!
    form without limit


    start
    small,
    adding
    syllables
    as needed to make:
    fibbinoci based poetry

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  123. Anonymous7:55 PM

    oops. That last fib should have said:


    start
    small,
    adding
    syllables
    as needed to make:
    fibbinoci based poetry
    (even if fibonacci gets spelled incorrectly)

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  124. Anonymous8:20 PM

    God?
    Yes
    It's me
    I know, son
    Will I see you soon?
    Not before you finish your work
    That's a relief - do you think it's going well so far?
    You asked for wisdom, you asked to be helpful - so far you've done well. Don't forget the love...

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  125. Anonymous8:24 PM

    I
    have
    trouble
    with Haiku
    but Fibonacci
    is a format this geek can grok.

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  126. Anonymous10:19 PM

    i wrote one of these years ago,,a bit longer though

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    poem for fibonacci
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    ...

    fold,

    change,

    construct

    it molds you

    your eyes won't open

    your movements can not change it's shape

    your thoughts can not help but to mimic it's symmetry

    it is beyond your time to see it unfolding like a flower to greet the new dawn

    slowly releasing petal after petal of coded information into the fluxus state of temporal reality's spiral

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  127. Anonymous10:30 PM

    Comes
    Falls
    Away
    Infinite
    Once touched turns to mist
    Will we encounter it again?

    Time crashes past with whirring noise
    Or slips silently
    But we’ll see
    One day
    Soon
    Life

    Light
    Peace
    Healing
    Redemption
    Time lost found again
    Memories restored properly

    We see the truth of who we were
    And have all the time
    In the world
    And more
    Soon
    Home

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  128. Anonymous3:16 AM

    This is

    an alternative

    to the normal fibbery:

    Instead of two first lines of one syllable each,

    this one starts with two syllables and continues with five in the second line.

    Nice idea you think? Just go and try to count the syllables of this sixth line without getting completely dizzy in the head!

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  129. Anonymous3:26 AM

    The
    first
    only one
    the second is
    one but the next is two then three
    to five and eight and thirteen and to infinity…

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  130. Anonymous8:03 AM

    I think this fits in the "fibbing Fib" category.

    I call it "Egyptian River"

    Thoughts;
    Dreams.
    Lustful
    Fantasies.
    Do you think of me?
    Because I never think of you.

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  131. Anonymous8:24 AM

    Bit of pop culture:

    Coat.
    Ears.
    Tardis.
    Time travel.
    Golden light shines forth.
    Ninth gives way to tenth. Fantastic!

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  132. Anonymous9:26 AM

    Greg:

    I posted 3 fibs here yesterday and i can't find any of them...were they removed for some reason? :(

    ReplyDelete
  133. Anonymous10:52 AM

    I don't know about fibs being "more precise" than haiku--the classical haiku involves more than just counting syllables.

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  134. Anonymous11:28 AM

    Nescient: Look here: http://gottabook.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-fibbery.html

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  135. Anonymous11:30 AM

    oops.. that wasn't readable??

    http://gottabook.blogspot.com
    /2006/04/more-fibbery.html

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  136. Anonymous11:39 AM

    For Max Entropy....

    Dems,
    Libs,
    Cry cry
    like children
    who will not share toys
    or adults who can not lose fair
    Florida? Hanging chads? Impeach? Why? Clinton deceives.
    What action was taken to punish fibbing receiver of extramarital sex?

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  137. Anonymous11:53 AM

    First
    time.
    Awkward
    and clumsy.
    And painful for her.
    The next time it was pure heaven.

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  138. Anonymous8:23 PM

    yes
    no
    mabye
    our sins sent
    Jesus to the cross
    and Judas was a loyal friend.
    We now seek to know "what is truth?"
    A new plot twist! Has anybody asked Jesus yet?

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  139. Anonymous1:15 AM

    it
    used
    to be
    avant-garde
    this malice for bush
    there was a time when it was news
    but now please do try
    think harder
    for your
    black
    sheep

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  140. Anonymous3:39 PM

    -World
    -is
    -warming.
    -We must stop
    -polluting it so.
    -Switch to cleaner sources for fuel.
    -Conserve, recycle, and reuse are ways we can help.
    -If not us, who will save it then?
    -Not our children for
    -it will be
    -surely
    -too
    -late.

    ReplyDelete
  141. Anonymous9:01 PM

    Why?

    Why?

    I ask:

    Would we try?

    Making poems from math.

    What a silly idea, that.

    But then again, maybe it's really quite fun to try.

    The problem, I suppose, is that the sentences have a way of getting really long.

    I guess if you are sufficiently geekly, though, one might forgive such a minor problem and revel in the hugeness of what then results.

    I mean, seriously, though, at some point it gets really long and we have some sort of problem properly displaying: should I indent the subsequent “lines” as this single line wraps, or trust that people understand what I meant?

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  142. Anonymous6:47 AM

    What is this
    ?
    no
    this ain't no fib
    but
    count the syllables
    can you see me weaving the pattern?
    not hard
    if you know what you are
    looking, staring at
    (can you tell
    i'm from israel?)

    Hey, that was easy! Now for e^x...

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  143. Anonymous2:52 PM

    You,
    Cuz,
    Amaze
    and excite
    thousands of people!
    Congrats and keep up the good work!

    ReplyDelete
  144. Anonymous10:19 AM

    Nice job, Kelly!
    Hid your Fib out in the open and not one reader noticed it.

    ReplyDelete
  145. Anonymous10:24 AM

    If a fib can be hidden so easily, is it really poetry? What is prose?

    I
    must
    admit,
    it is fun.
    Moreover, it can
    be more than somewhat addictive.

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  146. Anonymous11:03 AM

    This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

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  147. Anonymous2:14 PM

    I
    Think
    I'll try
    A short Fib,
    I'm telling the truth.
    Don't believe me? I just wrote it!

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  148. Anonymous2:42 PM

    Uhm...
    Where...
    I mean...
    Which one is...
    What I meant was, why...
    Oh nevermind, this is too hard.

    Kinda lame, I know...but dang this is fun.

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  149. Anonymous2:47 PM

    Pool.
    Yard.
    My room.
    The garbage.
    Oh to hell with it!
    I'm running away...I hate chores!

    ReplyDelete
  150. Anonymous3:04 PM

    I
    can't
    stop this
    thing inside
    it wants to get out
    no reason to hide from the Fib

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  151. Anonymous8:57 AM

    At the Pub, A Fib

    Oh!
    My!
    Home I've
    Forgotten.
    My brain so sodden:
    A call, my wife will soon arrive.

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  152. Anonymous5:25 PM

    Whoa,
    Freep.
    That is
    way too cool.
    You are the father,
    the father of Fibinocci.
    Don’t let grand success inflate your big, fat hirsute head—
    else we may be looking at a spectacularly hairy cranial explosion.

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  153. One

    Two

    Me, you.

    Three and four --

    Have we met before?

    Eight: Great. Let's go out on a date.

    Thirteen: Keen -- oops. Bummer. That's one unlucky number.

    Twenty-one: Not much fun. But still, I could go on -- and go on, and go on, on, on, on...

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  154. I just finished by CrimLaw midterm, so here is one along those lines:

    Crime
    Pays.
    A number
    of lawyers agree;
    not all are prosecutors.

    ReplyDelete
  155. "Crime
    Pays,"
    some say.
    A number
    of lawyers agree;
    not all are prosecutors.

    ReplyDelete
  156. Anonymous6:25 AM

    I was downstairs when...

    I
    read
    the Times.
    Wrote this fib.
    So what do you think?
    Should I try to write another?

    My houseguest was upstairs when...

    She
    saw
    herself
    reflected
    in the looking glass
    and ran screaming from the bathroom.

    ReplyDelete
  157. Anonymous8:14 AM

    Oh
    Dear
    Something
    Seems to be
    Crawling up my leg.
    Fibonacci, you dirty dog!

    ReplyDelete
  158. Anonymous8:14 AM

    fib
    or
    ad lib
    can it be
    that such measured lines
    please extemporaneously?

    apg

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  159. Anonymous9:41 AM

    When
    I
    was young
    I wanted
    to prove a theorem
    that brought fame and fortune to me


    But
    now
    I am
    near fifty
    and I have found peace
    and maybe a little lemma

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  160. Read!
    Read!
    Pick up
    book and read!
    Mississippi read!
    Let's Stop Brunt of Joke Harrassment...

    ReplyDelete
  161. How
    'bout
    "fibbing"
    in Billiards?
    Here are the game rules:

    Place the 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, and 13 balls on the table, racked in a triangle. Players shoot at the balls in sequence, like in 9-ball. However, since this is Fibonacci billiards, the 1 ball must be sunk twice. When a player sinks it the first time, that player gets to pull it back out and place the ball anywhere on the table before the next player takes a turn. (That player does not get to immediately shoot again.) This way the player who first sinks the 1 ball can use some strategy against the other player(s). After the 1 ball is sunk the second time, the game continues in sequence.

    ReplyDelete
  162. Bud,
    stem,
    and then
    the petals...
    soon a sunflower
    joins the fibonacci parade.

    ReplyDelete
  163. Anonymous1:29 PM

    Fib Obsessed:

    Here's a start...seven lines
    and rhyming is more taxing...

    1.SLEEP
    1.SNORE
    2.DAD ROAR
    3.MOMMY SAYS
    5.OUT! BIG BED NO MORE
    8.SNORING LEADS TO MARITAL WAR.
    13.WOE IS ME. OFTEN SORE. TOO MANY NIGHTS ON THE FLOOR.

    ReplyDelete
  164. Perhaps you shouldn't try to write Fibonacci poems while listening to Fats Domino:

    Ooh
    Wee
    Baby
    Oo-oo-wee
    Baby don’t you let
    Ooh, don’t you let your dog bite me

    BTW, your word verification for the moment is bwymovca -- is this a secret message to me to forget Broadway, and move to California?

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  165. Anonymous2:22 PM

    Ah
    bon...
    Je ne suis
    pas la première
    personne qui a écrit un "Fib"
    en la langue française. Cependant, je l'ai essayée!

    (Oh well...I'm not the first person who wrote a "Fib" in French. However--I tried!)

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  166. Anonymous2:45 PM

    Title: It's no "fib.."

    MAY!
    PLAY!
    Nubou
    Uematsu
    In Chicagoland
    www.play-symphony.com http://www.play-symphony.com

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  167. Anonymous3:19 PM

    Oh
    Oh
    Freedom!
    Ecstasy
    Where poetry's path
    Co-mingles betimes with sweet math

    ReplyDelete
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  170. Spam Fibonacci Poetry

    Stock
    Buy
    Invest
    Dollar falls
    Great portfolio
    Education is not needed

    My other comments

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  171. Anonymous6:47 PM

    Here's a Fib that works only if you pronounce Porsche correctly -- Por-sha, not Porsch.

    New
    Car
    Porsche
    Yesterday.
    Just can't wait until
    September when we pick her up!

    ReplyDelete
  172. Anonymous8:31 PM

    Sal-
    u-
    tations,
    screenwriter
    extra-ordinaire
    Greg Pincus of Alley Cats Strike

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  173. I
    dig
    this stuff.
    Fib concept
    is now in my book
    of poetic forms, so thank you!

    And
    my
    friend rocks--
    He saw this
    blog and knew I would
    have a blast playing with this form.

    ReplyDelete
  174. Anonymous8:54 PM

    this
    is
    bullshit
    however -
    infectious, so thanks!

    ReplyDelete
  175. UAHU 196 COMENTARIOS INCREIBLE GOOD POST

    ReplyDelete
  176. Anonymous8:03 AM

    In the spirit of neoporcupine's fib (then again, this might be a bit too spammy):

    Need
    Meds?
    Lifestyle
    drugs online.
    Herbal Viagra,
    Cialis Soft Tabs. Fast Discreet.

    ReplyDelete
  177. Anonymous8:57 AM

    Ode to Caffeine

    Give
    Me
    Coffee
    to wake up.
    This is the morning
    I set out to conquer the world.

    ReplyDelete
  178. Anonymous9:59 AM

    Drip
    Drop
    No mop
    Rain won't stop
    Holes in the rooftop
    Soon we will have an indoor pool

    ReplyDelete
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    ReplyDelete
  180. Bread
    with butter
    is better
    for tastebuds and soul
    than unnatural margerine

    ReplyDelete
  181. Anonymous6:40 AM

    GK, look what you've started!
    Super concept. Hmmm, let's try...
    -----------
    now
    dark
    the cave
    oppressive
    revelation path
    discoveries of fearful truth
    deeply buried beneath petty pointless platitudes
    -----------

    ReplyDelete
  182. Anonymous8:46 AM

    In
    your
    Easter
    bonnet with
    all the frills upon
    it, no chance it stays on your head.

    ReplyDelete
  183. Anonymous10:16 AM

    An Easter Fib

    Eggs
    Peeps
    Bunny
    Where is the chocolate?
    The big guy is gone and we live.

    ReplyDelete
  184. Anonymous10:25 AM

    oops!
    Forgot a line and revised a little.

    Egg
    Peep
    Bunny
    Chocolate
    Full basket of sweet
    The big guy is gone and we live.

    ReplyDelete
  185. Anonymous11:23 AM

    Is
    This
    The best
    Use of time?
    Doubtless I could be
    Better employed in Suduko

    ReplyDelete
  186. Anonymous11:48 AM

    The
    Time
    Has come;
    He is here.
    Kalki Avatar
    Merwan Sheriar Irani

    ReplyDelete
  187. Anonymous12:01 PM

    The
    Bar
    Exam
    Is known to
    Daunt even the most
    Assiduous young aspirant!

    ReplyDelete
  188. Anonymous12:02 PM

    The
    Bar
    Exam
    Is known to
    Daunt even the most
    Assiduous young aspirant!

    ReplyDelete
  189. Anonymous12:08 PM

    That
    you
    would so
    read this thing
    and be moved by it
    shows the simple power of words.

    ReplyDelete
  190. Anonymous12:19 PM

    The
    gift
    that keeps
    on giving--
    document review!
    Lord, please don't let it ever end!

    ReplyDelete
  191. No
    Food
    Today.
    Our church is
    Fasting for Darfur.
    When will the world wake up to this?

    ReplyDelete
  192. Anonymous1:51 PM

    Ahh!! Fibonacci and the golden ratio(1.618....) luv em, they are invariably found every where in nature..the way the flower petals are arranged, the number of cells in honeycomb,the number of seeds in a sunflower and yeah the way your body is designed....:) I call "em GOD'S OWN NUMBER'S...:)

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  193. Anonymous1:55 PM

    Fib

    one
    plus one
    the ram’s horn
    curls equals two plus
    one equals three a pentangle
    eight plus five, thirteen, the morning glory vine coils out
    tender green shoots breach sky more heat new light quick nautilus lays out slick chambers excrete
    new calcium accretes its self, greater anteroom
    the piglet’s tail winds ecstatic
    suckling curls clockwork
    flagella
    beating
    home

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  194. Anonymous2:21 PM

    New
    York
    Times? Shit.
    Something's born,
    Says a Shakespeare guy
    Who has quit writing poetry.

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  195. Anonymous4:31 PM

    NADA FIB

    Back

    There,

    Before

    These lines, hides

    No, essential, is;

    And nonsense called progression.

    So too beyond; we regress in

    Numbers, grids, attempting wise

    Rules on disorder, but

    All comes, still, to

    This:

    HANROD

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  196. Anonymous1:55 AM

    What?
    Write?
    Today?
    Something smart?
    I don't think I can.
    I'll come back tomorrow and ty.

    ReplyDelete
  197. Anonymous3:15 AM

    Why not an italian Fib? as

    io, 1
    io 1
    solo, 2 convergo 3
    alla fragile 5
    mera noia della vita, 8
    vorrei ridestarmi in altro vero mondo 13
    dove io, solo io, potessi calarmi in una pace infinita 21

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  198. Anonymous3:30 AM

    If
    I
    Begin
    Thinking LOVE
    My heart opens wide
    And I am full of God's pure light.

    ReplyDelete