Sunday, November 19, 2006

You can't be Fib Sunday

Today is Sunday - Fib Sunday! Exciting! Nice to take part in Fib Sunday!

Please take part. You know you want to. Go on, go on, go on, go on, go on... etc.

If you don't know what's going on, click here to read the original instructions.

In brief:

1) I take the topic as given in last week's final entry, write a Fib and give a new topic.
2) Your reply to the topic is in the form of a Fib in the comment section.
3) You then supply the next topic.
4) The next visitor replies with a Fib on the newly given topic and then provides a new topic and so on...

A Fib is a six line, twenty syllable poem with a syllable count by line of 1/1/2/3/5/8. The only restriction on a Fib is that the syllable count follow the Fibonacci sequence. An example of a classic fib:
One
Small,
Precise,
Poetic,
Spiraling mixture:
Math plus poetry yields the Fib.
Last week, Brian left us with the topic of quidditch. My response:

Balls,
Bats,
Witches,
Chimera!
J K lives near me.
I've seen her playing in her yard.

Next topic:

Tennis

6 comments:

Anjou Wu said...

Look!
Big
Muscles
Grunting serve
Father said “you’re sick!”
Martina Navratilova

Next topic:

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Brian said...

Great
word
to say
when you can't
think of what to say.
Or so Mary Poppins tells us.

Next topic:

ninja

Anonymous said...

Pow!
Chop!
Bruce Lee
Highly trained
By ancient masters
To go "Hi Yah!" like Miss Piggy

Next topic:

Why I Want To Fuck Ronald Regan

Anonymous said...

Hot.
Ass.
He's got.
An actor
gone republican
Who wouldn't want to fuck with that!?

(god. I tried.)

Next Topic:

Liver Spots

Lex Ham Rand said...

Brown
spots...
freckles?
But they're huge!
Bright sun plus old age
have given me these blemishes!

Next topic:

hops and barley

Brian said...

First of all, to Kid: Eeewwwwww!!!

OK, hops and barley:

I'm
no
expert.
I don't drink
I'm told beer is good
with it's grainy foundations though.

Next topic:

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe