A Fibonacci poem welcoming the sun. |
| Fibonacci Awake Light pours through the gap between the curtains, allowing the sun to caress my face with warmth and awareness, tickling my dreams to release my mind into wakefulness and one more day. Six lines The Fibonacci poetic form (1,2,3,5,8,13 words per line) Entry to the Writer’s Cramp Contest April 25 2020 |