A Fib(onacci) Poem
Meet you at ...
Meet
Meet
You
At the
Melon patch
Bring your spoon, some salt
We'll eat our fill, go for a dip
.
Then we'll dress and go to a show
When things start to slow
Pucker up
Melon
Belch
Ugh!
.
.
.
.
Photo and poem copyright, Jimmiehov 2014, all rights reserved
Today I'm linked with Margaret at the Real Toads, Play it Again (link)
And now on Monday I'm linked with Kerry at the Real Toads, Open Link Monday (link)
And now on Monday I'm linked with Kerry at the Real Toads, Open Link Monday (link)
- like to "Play it Again, Toads!" where one may select a challenge from the three (prior challenges that Margaret has selected).
- I chose # 2 (link) which says, "The Fib(onacci) - imagined by Hedgewitch." Syllable length is based on the Fibonacci Sequence (math majors love these, I have a math minor with 21 college hours of math. Differential Equations was my final course [that I passed]).
- My "Fib" poem today is 1/1/2/3/5/8 syllables, then I reversed the number sequence after 8 syllables for a 12-line 'poem'.
Labels: Humor(?), Personal-Challenge-2014, Poem, Real Toads, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 8/24/2014 04:59:00 PM
17 comments
17 Comments:
Hey I love melon and had some for lunch, smiles ~ No need for salt though as they are sweet for me ~ Have a good week Jim ~
Cool!
ZQ
I never got into that habit of salting my melon. Your melon belch was a kind of surprise at the end here though and a little charming.
Sounds good to me! Except for the end! k.
Children read my blogs, friends' kids. I have to behave on here.
There were more romantic endings than this but if I didn't write that way then I had to come up with something way off the wall to satisfy the broken flow. Not to many 'nicer' surprises than a watermelon belch, huh?
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a cool fib...you made me smile.. :)
haha!
but you really can never have too much watermelon.
Pass the salt... Oh, excuse me. : )
You always bring something unexpected to the table, Jim.
Ha. Too much watermelon can really weigh you down.
i like watermelons... they never make me belch though!! :)
LOL! I love the idea of eating the fresh-picked fruit out in the fields. My grandfather loved to tell of melon fields in Texas so heavy with fruit, no one ever ate more than the heart. Abundance!
Arushi, I am smiling. :) And watermelons don't make me belch either. But my character did belch his to make the poem work. Besides cucumbers (they burp up a taste for me) would be too long a word for the short poem.
Eating them from the garden patch wouldn't make for a very fun date either.
Amazing poem, Dr Jim :)
…ha. My daughter used to gorge on watermelon until she was almost sick (another used to do it with sMores). Cute ending - I'm sure many of us have felt this way with movie popcorn.. I always feel bad after eating that stuff.
Thank you very much for popping over to my blog, Dr & Mrs Jim :) I'm very grateful for all your wise comments. Thank you! Yes, we'll follow your advice re financial advisors. I smiled back at the lovely strangers too. Hee! :)
What a abrupt ending to an otherwise sweet poem! :) Nicely captured.
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