Snow has been predicted a few times this month, and we always end up with rain instead. Don’t get me wrong, I like our rain. After years in Salinas with just barely enough, our raging downpours make me very happy.
But snow would be special. This morning we saw a few flakes, and I bundled up to go out….by the time I had my pants on, it was over. Sigh.
Still, I am still having fun with Fibonacci syllables. Here’s the latest:
This post has some poetry in it, but also some comments about our President and (therefore) some bad words.
Thinking about the Fibonacci Poetry sequence I learned the other day, I started writing about world events that are on my mind. I like the way the syllables in the lines can get longer and longer, then shorter and shorter, making a sort of thunderstorm of words, starting slow, building to a crescendo, then tapering off.
I like how the number of syllables make me concentrate on finding exactly the right word for the space.
Here is my new poem:
Bringing us closer
To a future we saw coming
When he bluffed his way to power
How can he be stopped?
We must vote
Sending you hope for a better, fairer world for when you grow up.