In April I won’t be able to keep Wednesdays completely wordless since I am to write a poem a day.
Prompt 7: “… But there are many other syllable-based forms. Today, I’d like to challenge you to pick from two of them – the shadorma, and the Fib. … Like the shadorma, the Fib is a six-line form. But now, the syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8.“
I have written a shadorma before, I’m sure, but this is the first time I hear of a Fib. Sounds like just the thing, since my blogging buddy Bojana has challenged me in a comment to my yesterday’s poem to rewrite it in a few lines. My immediate response was: “No tango. Again. Bummer.” Now let’s fib it.
Fib tango What a lesson. Serves me right. Expectations fail. How can I be so hopeful? ADD-IT: Full disclosure. I forgot one syllable. (I know! Terrible!) Coming up: Fib tango What a lesson. Serves me right. Expectations fail. Now how can I be so hopeful?
For:
This day in my NaPoWriMo history (2018):
(Yesterday’s history link was wrong, in case anybody noticed. It’s been fixed.)
The vulnerable won’t help Victims need not blame swimmers cannot ski the blind refuse to talk the living are dead yet. Happy are those who choose it the strong are waiting to break multitudes suck you in the vulnerable won’t help.
Manja Mexi Mexcessive (closed) 
And there you go, rising to the challenge again. Very effective!
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Hahah, nobody has spotted yet: the last line is missing a syllable. 😀 (Wasn’t on purpose. Just noticed.)
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It’s because you’re good. We have in mind the whole picture.
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That’s the best way!
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Success! Well done. 🙂
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Thank you, Lynette. Just added one word to the last line. 😀 Missed a syllable!
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Your blog is such a visual feast! I just want to stare at everything.
Love the line breaks in “What / A / Lesson” – really makes me imagine someone processing their personal revelation and having their mind a bit blown. It’s the same rhythm as a slow, emphatic “O. M. G.”
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Hahha, you are right, Alana, it has a whiff of OMG. My blog is grateful to be called a feast. 🙂 A feast of friends. Thank you so much and always welcome back!
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I like your condensation. And of course that beautiful butterfly. (K)
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Thank you, K. Just earlier I passed this bunch of flowers in almost freezing 0 degrees C and they didn’t look too pleased. Barely open.
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We had a very cold spell last week, but this week has been kinder to the plants.
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