Fibonacci Poetry

Poetry based on the Fibonacci series.

A Tranlation of the Prajna Paramita Mantra
Gone
Gone
Real Gone
More than Gone
To the other shore, so be it

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2 Comments

  1. zig zeigler said,

    04.17.06 at 10:35 am

    “Why
    I
    Ought’a…”

    Threatened Moe,
    And left us won’dring,
    As if we stooges knew the rest.

    John F. (zig) Zeigler

  2. zig zeigler said,

    04.17.06 at 11:04 am

    For Georgia:

    When
    I
    awoke,
    I saw your
    Tousled hair straying
    Onto my pillow as it has
    Each morning for thirty-seven miraculous years.
    Who knew that “Let’s give it a try” could carry us through so many won’drous adventures?

    zig
    zeiglerglass.com

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