A fibonacci poem. -27th March 2012.


Its qualm.

The
Ghost
Must now
Walk the range
And to abdicate
The qualm that captures him inside.
He now faces the prosaic with a haunted smile.




Poetry by John Ashleigh The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-03-27 at 15:10

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Hi John...

Most Unusual write...enjoyed it

xxx Stan
2012-04-09


Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Very well written
a bit mystic
makes you think
Thanks for sharing
2012-03-28



A very intriguing write, John.
I hadn't even heard of a fibonacci poem before today, so thanks for the excellent introduction! The creeping progress of these lines suits the content perfectly.
Applause!
2012-03-27