A Fibbing Attempt for Nat'l Poetry Month

Ice
Cold
Snowfall,
Sun gleaming.
A few days echo
Winter's last shivering demand.

Overcoming ice with color,
Dull diminishes.
Sun brightens,
Earth warms.
Woods
bloom.








For the rules of a Fib (a poem based on the Fibonacci sequence) see Gregory K's blog, Gottabook.