My BFF Hedgewitch has decreed that we write Fibonacci poems, and so, naturally, I have applied myself to doing exactly that. Here are three: the first one is a reverse Fibonacci by syllable count, the second is by word count, and the third is a mirror Fibonacci by word count.
THE TERRIBLE HOUSEFLY
Behold, the terrible housefly--
followers crowd its
COUNTRY CLUB CHRIST
a tame god
bleeding a very thin wine
building bland believers twelve ways, Sundays before noon.
remember orange evening
in my little garage apartment
hardly big enough for birds, or a bed?
You were 36 and settled as high summer;
outside my windows, the moon
was your twin--