More Fibbery
Fibs.
Terse.
Defined.
As your tools,
Twenty syllables;
How you use them is up to you.
In my first post on Fibs, I mentioned rules and guidelines. I'm gonna talk about some of them here, but the most important thing I can say is that other than the syllable count of 1/1/2/3/5/8, all rules can be broken. The goal is to WRITE. That said...
Since I started Fibbing to focus on word choice, the one rule I've held myself to is "no articles in the one syllable lines." I also try not to use conjunctions, though part of that is that when I use them, I start singing School House Rock and annoy the neighbors.
After those rules, it really gets more subjective. There's definitely a difference between my best Fibs and my ones that read far more like I found a 20 syllable sentence and broke it into Fib form. Often, that difference is in focusing on those two one-syllable lines. "Worms./Gross." is, to me, a stronger start than "I/was." If there's a natural break between the lines, in general it reads better to me. If a thought can finish at a line end, that's great. And I, personally, love using the eight-syllable line in counterpoint or as a thought of its own.
I also have found that my Fibs tend to fall into subsets: Pop Culture Fibs, Rhyming Fibs (traditionally, by the way, Fibonacci poetry is not a rhyming form. But it CAN rhyme, as some who have posted have shown), and Fibs that fib are three examples. I'm gonna post one (or more) of each in the comments below. We've also seen political Fibs and math Fibs... plus my very own Spam Fib. That should be a big category, based on the 19,000 Spam haiku collected here.
Thanks to the Third Carnival of Children's Literature, I now know that April is also Mathematics Awareness Month. This makes Fibbery doubly divine in April.
Also, a special tip o' the hat to the Word Freaks for their excellent Fibbing.
If you spot any other Fibs online, please drop word to yours truly. But this is long enough, so I gotta book.
(For those entering in via this post, there is much more Fibbery to be found all around the blog these days. Besides the post The Fibs mentioned at the top and this post, both of which have comments filled with fun Fibbery, you might want to journey up to the top of the blog or look over on the right hand side for some links collected under the headline The Fibs. As always, feel free to leave a Fib here or elsewhere. Fib on!)
(And a further edit: please click here for news of a Fib-related book deal!)
Labels: Fib, Fibonacci poem, Fibonacci poetry
196 Comments:
RHYMING
Ants
Can’t
Wear pants
When they dance.
Plus I’ve heard the news
They never put on dancing shoes.
FIBBING FIBS
Greg
Wrote
Twenty
Brand new Fibs.
Why would he do that?
He had nothing better to do.
POP CULTURE
I encourage everyone to write some of these. I think this is my biggest category. It makes math and poetry much more immediate. Pick a favorite (or least favorite) topic and have at it.
Sweat.
Grunts.
Big men.
Really big.
Wrestlemania.
Wrestemania, I love you.
Songs,
Jokes,
Unite.
These guys rocks!
Barenaked Ladies:
Love you like I love Kraft Dinner.
Sex.
Docs.
Troubles.
Medicine.
Grey's Anatomy:
You are my Sunday night pleasure.
Fibs?
Hmm.
I lack
Sufficient
Brain capacity
For arcane poetic tricks, Greg.
I'll spread the word, though. I'm better at talking than I am at counting. DB
CRASH.
Lost!
Oh, crap.
This is bad.
We're so alone here.
I guess it could be worse. Could rain.
Thanks Anons. I had been working on a Lost Fib awhile ago. Perhaps we can make it an entire sub-genre
Lost.
LOST
Alone.
So alone.
This island our home
And... wait a sec, I said ALONE.
You,
me,
we go
outside
because I will
kill you for wasting my time.
1/1/2/3/5/8
Fibs,
Fun.
Clever,
yet simple.
How mathematics
and Poetry can blend so well.
These
Poems:
Truly
Pedantic
Methodology.
Extremely restrictive process.
Yo
Yo
Check this
Need a Mic
Gangsta right here werd
I will crush Eminem hardcore
fibs,
ummm...
ok,
here it goes,
hard to explain them,
it's a maths-type sequence poem
Look
out,
Slashdot
has found you!
The nerds are coming!
Hope you like being popular.
Fibs.
Fad?
Is it?
Probably.
But who really cares
When it is so goddamn much fun.
War.
Peace.
Which one?
I don't care.
Does that make me wrong?
Luckily, I don't give a damn.
toe,
toe,
toe toe,
toe toe toe,
toe toe toe toe toe,
toe toe toe toe toe toe toenail!
Here's a few...
One,
One,
Then two -
syllables!
Five in the fifth line
Eight in the sixth and that's a fib
Mum,
Dad,
I'm lost -
where are you?
I should have listened.
I'm so sorry. Please take me back.
Dead
tired.
I am
exhausted.
Bring me my pillow!
I am going to catch some Z's.
Lies!
Lies!
Did your
mother not
teach you anything?!
Never tell lies! Stop that fibbing!
Me?
Write?
Poems?!?
You're kidding.
I'm not a poet!
I couldn't write to save myself!
Tick.
Tick.
Look out -
Not a bomb;
Some would say it's worse:
A great big pile of paperwork.
Stop!
Thief!
Police!
Stop that man!
He's getting away -
that's my music on his iPod!
Ring
Ring
Hello?
Mister who?
Sorry, there isn't.
I think you have a wrong number.
The
Sky
Is the
Limit once
You begin using
Enjambment to make your fibs fly.
1
2
3 4
5 6 7 8
9 10 11 12 13
I got carried away
hail!
come!
See us!
we are the...
Amazing fibbers!
We can fib all day and all night!
We even go to new lengths with thirteen and then...
twenty-one syllable fibonacci poems, that make your heart sing out with great joy!
.
.
-.
..-..
.----..-
-.-.-.-....--
.---.--....-...-.-...
/
.
-.
/.-
./.-.
/.com.com..com
Oh
You
Evil
Little Man
Spending all my slog
Fibbing a rhyme to match your blog
Hmm,
what?
So hard?
That can't be!
Nerds can do this 123!
It is "News for nerds, Stuff that matters",
that links this place for us, so we can learn about those fibs...
Please keep up your curios work, for anyone to enjoy, and visit now and then at a place we call Slashdot.
Post Scriptum: Oh why, oh why, do those darned long lines not fit upon your blog? With a new kind of verse one calles a "fib", lines should not be wrapped up like this!
a
is
zero
b is one
loop forever: do
add b to a and swap the two
My first try:
(originally written in Swedish and then loosly translated)
Sun
Spring
Asphalt
Country roads
Curves that neved end
The sports car season is soon here
And since I'm in Sweden the sports car season is not yet here... alas!
Kirk
James
Captain
Has a bad
Speech impediment
Talks like this all the freaking time
Oh!
My,
Oh My,
Sweet sensible lady
Come hug me, hug me.
Fibs,
Rare.
Unheard.
Not for long.
everybody writes -
wiki will have an article.
mmm...
aaah...
right there
yes, like that
oh it feels so good
oh ah yes harder more yes aaaaahhhhhh
Late
Night
Need sleep
IRC
Has me up all night
Bash-dot-org always needs new chats
-----
We
Get
Signal
All your base
Are belong to us
Somebody set up us the bomb.
-----
Guy
With
Open
Ass so big
You could park in it,
Goatse-dot-c-x: Sent to you!
-----
End
Of
The World
Flash Movie
Fucking Kangaroos
Saying WTF mate?
-----
(actually saying wtf has a lot more syllables than idve previously guessed)
so yeah, should recognise those.
Right
This
Way, Sir.
For your pill.
Now that you can see,
Wish that you had taken the blue one?
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Right
This
Way, Sir.
For your pill.
Now that you can see,
Wish you had taken the blue one?
This post has been removed by a blog administrator.
Spam.
Spam.
Bacon.
Egg and Spam.
Egg bacon and Spam.
Spam egg Spam Spam bacon and Spam.
Spam sausage Spam Spam bacon Spam tomato and Spam.
Lobster Thermidor a Crevette in a mornay sauce with a fried egg on top and Spam.
(Spamfibs, anyone?)
I
write,
sweetheart,
just for you.
My darling baby,
it is so true, I love you.
Smile.
Shout
about
happiness.
Celebrate it now
before it is all forgotten.
At the minute my job-description dictates that I write content for websites, based on certain key phrases. Ever heard of the bob newhart mantra: "If you have an infinite number of monkies, on an infinite number of typewriters, eventually one of them will reproduce the works of shakespear"
Well at the minute I am the start of a very long line of monkies.
Click,
Clack,
Monkey,
Monkey types,
The Typing Monkey
Spends ev'ry day, typing away.
Ssh
Stop
Listen
Look around
There's more life then work.
Don't let your life pass without you.
Boy,
Girl,
Eyes meet,
Moment shared.
Just like that it ends,
He goes, she goes, never look back...
Stink
Clash
Two feet
Diff'rent socks
Ran to catch the bus
Hate going to work on Friday
I did three, and think this is amazing!
Read
My
Website.
Best ever!
grahamcase.com
It will blow your mind, guaranteed!
Snail.
Small.
Sheltered.
Slow mover.
Alone in this world.
Will they learn to love you for you?
Trunk.
Tusks.
Big ears.
A grey friend.
Monolithic size.
The majesty of elephants.
Hooray for all things Mathematical!
Head.
Nose.
Three holes
in my face.
Five toes on my foot
Eight teeth when I smile really wide.
Love?
Right.
Who says,
what love is?
All I know is that,
Love is more than what one says, Greg.
Great idea! The terse style is reminiscent of haiku, so here is one in Japanese:
蚊
が
飛ぶ。
どこに
飛んでるの?
俺の手が痛い!
For those who can read Japanese but have difficulty with kanji, here is a phonetic version:
か
が
とぶ。
どこに
とんでるの?
おれのてがいたい!
For those who cannot read Japanese but can understand some, here is a Romanized version:
ka
ga
tobu.
doko ni
tonderu no?
ore no te ga itai!
Finally, here is a Nabokovian English interpretation:
"A mosquito flies. Where are you going? My hand hurts!"
bees
leaves
sunshine
melting snow
what does this all mean?
Spring is here, retire the shovel!
You
too
could write
Fibs for friends -
some will read and laugh,
others may not understand it.
The point is that it satisfies your innermost needs.
Well
I
never
gaming fun
with but words as tools
and scarcely a sentence in sight.
Work.
Sleep.
Tired.
Same routine.
Bring me the weekend!
Oh, that's right it's already here.
Stink.
Funk.
Putrid.
Oh my God,
There's no way that's me.
Bratwurst smells worse when exiting.
fin
du
monde
meurt l'espoir
un an, une seconde
toutes choses sont confondues
l'histoire est consommée, le monde touche à sa fin
Yo
Yo
I like
to make raps
they don't always rhyme
I'm like andy milonakis
up
up
down down
left right left right b
a b a start i love contra
"Brains" - an Urban Dead Fib, by JeremyVS
Blood
Gore
Zombies!
Survivors!
Build up barricades.
Attack now, tear them limb from limb!!!
http://www.urbandead.com
Bush
lied.
No Iraqi
W.M.D.
3,000 U.S. troops have died.
That is the same number that died on 9/11.
Can't pull out, we made our bed and now must lie in it. But impeach that son of a bitch!
Oops, please delete previous post. How about:
Bush
lied.
Saddam
never had
W.M.D.
3,000 U.S. troops have died.
That is the same number that died on 9/11.
Can't pull out, we made our bed and now must lie in it. But impeach that son of a bitch!
Fred
He's
My Dog
He has Spots
He sleeps like a log
He likes his chicken served in pots
sex
drugs
rock, roll
to much work
what does it matter?
you have a pc on the net
Beans,
beans
Magic fruit.
More you eat,
more you seem to toot,
and by toot I mean wild pants geese
Bush
Told
The Truth
The Weapons
Were being designed
The plans and components were found
Work
Sucks
too much
to be worth
all my precious time
just for a little bit of green
Ring
Ring
Ring Ring
Ring Ring Ring
A Bananaphone
Aneurysms are a bad thing
hmm
fuck
what's up
How did I
took so long a time
and realize only this late
that the ultimate form to which life conform
in the simplest manner of sum and the purest rule of one law that ever was done
which relation to phi, in the approach of infinity, as the fucking oh my great label of badass libel, is hard to dispel
Would lead to such laborious shit !
that I prefer to quit
before I fall
Ass.
hole.
Macs
Rock
My world
Do the Dew
And do not be late
---
Hate
Love
God chose
Only Son
To die on a cross
For the remission of our sins
---
Nerds
Win
Every
Great contest
Dealing with money
---
Oh
My
Milkshake
Brings all the
Boys to the yard, I
Could show you, but I'd have to charge
---
With
Great
Liesure
I write this
While sitting at desk
---
More
Pop
Culture
Destructive
To conversation
A-
lone.
Alone!
Like poor old
Eleanor Rigby.
I make rhymes with Fibonnaci.
One.
One.
Two two.
Three three three.
Five five five five five.
Eight.. you get the picture by now.
Duck
Truck
You suck
Pass the buck
Sift thru all the muck
Doesn't rhyme well but who gives a
Who
Wins
West Wing
Tense Moments
Vinick or Santos
Who really gives a damn? I do!
Grief.
Pain.
What's life?
Then there's love.
Time will be wasted.
How will you spend your time today?
You've
Been
Hit Now
By Slashdot
Congradulations
詞
を
書く
の好き…
数学は
私の愛人
し
を
かく
のすき…
すうがくは
わたしのあいじん
shi
wo
kaku
no suki...
sugaku ha
watashi no aijin
"I like writing poetry, but mathematics is my lover."
You
All
Sound like
William
William Shatner
Captain Kirk of the Enterprise
Start
Run
Google
Poetry
Fibonacci Search
So why is this page not on top?
Math,
Great,
Sublime,
Pedagogue.
Underlying form.
Reveal to us hidden secrets.
Yes!
Tits.
Boobies...
Across street...
Need binoculars!!!
What? I was talking about birds...
Drunk,
Still...
fired up;
however,
I can make my point
tomorrow from the bathroom floor.
Yes
Queen
Pink Floyd
King Crimson
Jefferson Airplane
and Emerson, Lake and Palmer
that
was
cool when
we killed that
frog. he will not croak
again. huh huh huh m huh huh
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
Four,
Eight,
Fifteen,
Sixteen, Twenty Three,
uh,oh...I forgot the last one.
Locke?
Jack?
Hurley?
Anyone?
I can't remember.
I need the last number right now.
(Don't worry, I will remember it again real soon)
Sweet
First
Ever
National
Championship for
Florida Gators! Go UF!
bollywood-esque take on a fib:
--------
yeh
dil
mera
jaaneman
tere liye hai
par tujhe khabar nahi hai!
[this heart of mine, beloved, is for you, but you don't have a clue!]
One,
one,
then two,
then three more,
plus another five,
and eight more make a fib poem. Dig?
I
Click
On An
Underlined
Link On Slash Dot And Find This Page
This
Is
So Cool
Radical
I Think So Because
Rhyming Is Mathematical
;) -Axe
Spring.
Cold.
I don't
understand?
If Spring is so cold
Then shouldn't winter be more warm?
Grammer mistake in that last one. SORRY!
It should be:
Spring.
Cold.
I don't
understand?
If Spring is so cold
Then shouldn't winter be warmer?
Tough
Jack
Bauer
C.T.U.
In Los Angeles
Drama such as this, you can't miss
Bang
Bang
And then
The smoke fades
The rat has been slain.
Leave the gun, take the cannoli.
Please
Please
Math Month
Geeks only
This is baloney
Poetry by my math design
Much better than Tan, Sin, or Cos
Fib
a
poem
syllables
come from mathamatics
It's a fibonacci sequence
and you can take it as far as your heart desires.
Though after seven lines it really becomes more like prose than poetry, don't you think?
LATERALUS (Credits to Tool)
Black
then
white are
all I see
in my infancy,
red and yellow then came to be
reaching out to me,
lets me see.
As below, so above and beyond, I imagine,
drawn beyond the lines of reason,
push the envelope
watch it bend
my
new
stupid
computer
can't seem to connect
to any other computers
Did
You
Know that
The Hiku
Poem started as
A drinking game with wooden ducks?
Day
One
Begins
Battered youth
Only time will tell
The suffering to be endured
A childs heart grows weary the day that it loses hope
dead
thread
bean said
all will have read
until it's stuck inside your head
fibonacci poems don't have to rhyme all the time
I
am
again
hungover
and class is at one
Damn slashdot and all of its fun
So
Dark
A spark
Bright as day
Guide me on my way
Protect me until morning hark
Nerd.
Geek.
Driven.
Code Poet.
I am all of these.
I can code anything with time.
And while it may seem like hard work, I’ll love each minute.
WoW
Down
crashed hard
World Server
Stuck on the Auth. screen
Now I will have to go outside!
me.
you.
simple.
confusion.
friendship endures still.
what will happen from this point on?
All 7 letters:
Deutsch
through
Balkans
Germany
UKandUS
WWIcrap
Another from Slashdot:
Po-
et-
ry real-
ly should nev-
er be written ex-
clusively by geeks on a for-
um such as slashdot. They tend to really sound horrib-
One.
One.
Then Two.
Three is next.
Five, of course, comes next.
Then Eight. It's getting hard to do.
Next is D. We are counting in Hex - this is slashdot!
A python program, written as a Fib, that produces the first 20 Fibonacci numbers
try:
....foo
except:
....print "Display"
....print "Fibonacci"
....count = prevcount = 1
....while prevcount <= 7000:
........print prevcount ; count, prevcount = count + prevcount, count
stars.
moon.
ocean.
all awash in pale moonlight.
when magic is most powerful.
C
D
ED
BD B?
S A B. R U?
M A ED BD B 2!
Kid
Store
Candy
Choosing
Debating
At last! Delicious!
Perfectly paired words...Succulent!
All
Talk
Smalltalk
Edited
For content, time
Communication
Precise, descriptive, technical
Night.
Bike.
Too dark.
Much too fast.
Didn't see the curb.
Road rash is not pleasurable.
Bad?
Yeah,
Baby!
Milkshake, Boom!
Surf's up, space ponies!
Making gravy without the lumps!
Try
this:
write a
poem with
Fibonacci lines
and then post it on this forum.
Once you get far enough along, you won't notice it.
It's just like posting a regular, pointless comment except it looks like a poem.
notes.
words.
music.
soothes the soul.
classical, jazz, soul
hauntingly beautiful pieces.
Black Lab
come.
COME.
drop it.
Brodie - OUT!
please drop it Brodie
Jesus man!..AARGH..Drop the frisbee!
fine, screw you. you don't want to play? I know you want to.
c'mon - the frisbee.
just let go.
open up.
hey!
please?
Well.
So
Right is
wrong, wrong is
right, and nothing else
makes more sense. At least nothing that
matters. Til you read it skipping every other line.
But first make sure that you start by skipping the next line first and then you will know it all
I'm impressed, you've made it this far. Don't give up now. Read the next line up, go all up then all down. Don't forget to skip them still. You'll be done soon.
drip
drip
ker-splash
Snow melting
outside my window
sings of spring more sweetly than song.
type.
keys.
sticky.
click, click, cli...
A, B, C, D, EEEEEEE...
food bits, spilled coffee...latex gloves
Green
Eggs
and Ham
Sam I Am
I like this book but
I do not like that Sam I Am
Slash
Dot
links you.
I click it.
Fibs fill me with joy.
Now I can not stop writing Fibs.
Loud
Bright
Rub Eyes
Now awake
Dorothy then thinks
"What fresh hell will this day bring me?"
so does this make all of us fibers?
For a Whole Week Straight
Eggs,
cheese,
avocado,
tortillas.
Egg tacos for lunch.
Breakfast really, but kind of late.
It's Terra's new favorite, and I have to agree.
It's a pretty quick meal to make.
But the best part is,
if done right,
it's de-
-lic
-ious!
Fibs
Words
Ordered
in sequence:
not interesting
to me. Wait. Maybe this one is.
Push.
Grunt.
Force It.
Here it comes.
The turd drops. Ker-splash.
Ahh, that feels good. Smells like hell though.