Ice | Tea |
Cold | Times |
Harmony | Lost in Space |
Intimidating | Abomination |
Innocent visitors of life | Our big bang cost only two bucks |
This was meant to be a parallel fibonacci poem that also works as a cleave poem. It almost is…
A fibonacci poem is a six-line form, its the syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. After years of ignoring every promt with a syllable count due to lack of knowledge, I decided to finally give this one a try. Someone had informed me that websites exists that help with the syllable count, so i figured I could manage. I found a great resource: http://www.yougowords.com/.
A cleave poem can be read as a poem on the left, a poem on the right, and a third poem consisting of the two combined. I managed a cleave, but I forgot the two syllable line in the fibonacci. Since the fibonacci poem has received the name ‘the fib’, I’m kind of on prompt anyhow. A fib means a lie, after all. My fib’s a fib!

Art work found on The Met.