Category: Fibonacci Poems
Fibonacci Poems
Fibonacci Poem Number # 89
now
is body
soul here be
home quiet reading typing breathing
life newspapers coffee cats music tired eyelids sleepy
body feeling my face while my husband is doing I know he is
reading silence and little sounds static in my ears thinking what to write and feeling it all now as paper crackles movement.
I am working on a little poem book so I can present the full Fibonacci Poems sequence in a satisfying way.
The Fibonacci Sequence as sound

The Moody Blues have been a significant part of my life since childhood, with their songs containing mysteries and stories. While listening to their LP, In Search of the Lost Chord, on YouTube today, I discovered something amazing in a song I’ve heard many times before.
I only heard something new today due to the fact of my excellent headphones. Total 360 degrees sound. Also known as a 3D audio effect. The song is called The Best Way to Travel. This album was recorded in 1968. I invite you to listen to the song.
In my poetry section I have authored poems entitled the Fibonacci Poems based on the sequence of the Fibonacci Numbers. In general, this is the form of the spiral in nature. I was awakened to the Fibonacci Sequence as sound within this song and I was touched like a child. I guess I was ready to hear it or ready to see it. Pretty impressive…
To hear and capture the Fibonacci sequence within a Moody Blues song recorded in 1968 is a wonder to me. Who are these guys?? My focus is on the song not the images in the You Tube presentation. So, close your eyes and have an experience…of the spiral of nature. It sounds like a little electrical cricket. A little glitch in the beginning of the song. but hanging on it goes away in a moment’s time.
Fibonacci Poem # 2
wind
cool upon
me on my neck
embrace around me flowing clean
from the wide French door from the outdoors
windy trees dancing shadows from the clouds moving blowing round forward coolness beauty
tickle me nature call me wind upon my nape around my body pull my mind towards your intelligent feelings of nature.
Fibonacci Poem # 1
dark
green curved
leaf foggy herb
smells reflective round watery dew
drop the ocean hill etched into the broken
rocks falls down into salty small sand crab alert and foam carries away
tumbling inhales dark and light green leaf and beige and black crab into the tide tangled seaweed into the consumed blue.

