Stephen Robertson

Slanting Lines

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?

… three fibs about fibs…

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

… a swindle…

[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.

… a steal…

Rage,

rage

against

the dying

of the light.  Do not

go gentle into that good night.

… and one true fib

Here,

now,

in this

extended

coda to our past

good lives, the rainbow spans the sky.