Exceptional A Finoacci Spiral Poem for Potlatch Poetry If I . . . by damommy

If I were to listen to the rumors I hear, all gossip and none of them true, I’d soon have no free time, and all else would disappear. To sit and ponder what was told – what a boring life - would soon be old stick, just sick. Sick I’d be if I don’t focus on good things. Don’t pay attention to hocus, but see butterflies, daffodils, and all birds that sing. My days will be much happier and much snappier. Steer that way today, all days. Recognized Author Notes A syllabic form based on the first 7 numbers of the fibonacci sequence* 1/1/2/3/5/8/13. 2 stanzas: 1st stanza 13 lines, 2nd stanza 12 lines. 25 lines altogether (no gap between stanzas.) 13 lines in the first stanza, then you use the last line of your first stanza as the first line of your second stanza and repeat the syllable count below to form the spiral.

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