Fibonacci series

Fib: a poem in which the number of syllables in each line follows the Fibonacci sequence: 1,1,2,3,5,8

Elemental fib…

Earth,

air,

fire,

and water.

Need just a few more.

How about adding space, time, love?

One,

one,

two, three,

five, eight. But

“Fibonacci”’s four—

not a Fibonacci number.

Time?

No!

No time

for thesis

or antithesis.

Have to cut straight to synthesis.

Tried

hard

to write

a fib on

achievement, but got

only a fib on a cheap pun

[One iamb, two anapest] feet

[make up an eight-syllable] beat.

Selec-

tions will do

for five, three and two.

But for the two ones I must cheat.

Rage,

rage

against

the dying

of the light. Do not

go gentle into that good night.

Here,

now,

in this

extended

coda to our past

good lives, the rainbow spans the sky.