Sunday, February 04, 2007

Try it (I'm in love with Fib Sunday)

I think of you each day. I think of you at night. Do you think about me, darling, when you make love to your wife?

Phyllis and I are just back from the lakes. It was fabulous. I'm going to sort out the thousands of photographs we took, upload them to my computer and blog about the funkiest of weekends tomorrow.

Not only is today Fib Sunday, but it's also Window On Your World day. Depending on your global location, 5pm/17:00 has either passed or is looming. Please take part and remember to email your photograph to me, dear reader, at your earliest convenience. I hope to get all the images online by the middle of next week.

But back to today, Fib Sunday:

If you don't know what's going on or indeed what Fib Sunday is, click here to read the original instructions. Go on, you know you want to.

Go on!

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:

Spiraling mixture:
Math plus poetry yields the Fib.

Last time, Kapitano left us with the topic of Boom Bang-a-bang. My rockin' response:

my ear:
Lulu shouts.
Please sing instead, hen.
Don't boom! Chirp! Bang - and then we're done!

Next topic:

Living out a fantasy!


matty said...

I'm sending my picture(s) to you in just a minute! I only just walked in --- I was out all day. Mostly at the beach. But, I was in The Castro when the clock struck 5pm. I took 3 photos all within the span of less than a minute and I don't know which one captures my 5pm moment. Anyway, I shall email to you and you can decide!

Air Kisses from GayTown (I don't want to give you my cold!)

Brian said...

the blue sky.
No chance of falling.
Kept aloft by his faith and heart.

Next topic:

Oscar Wilde