On Day Two of July’s Open Write at Ethical ELA, host Mo Daly invites us to write a poem in Fibonacci sequence: six lines with syllables of 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8.
The Fibonacci sequence appears over and over in nature, from shells to flowers to trees to our own DNA.
Maybe that’s what led to this double-reverse attempt…
Hey, Ancestors
composed after a trip
to the home place
Come
sit
a spell
on the porch.
I want to know you.
Tell me the stories of your life.
I don’t mind your being a ghost.
Just (if you please) try
not to rock
your chair
too
much.

Old rockers. Poor Ole Rich. CC BY-SA 2.0
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Beautiful images evoked as I read this poem – ghosts, angels, spirits of ancestors rocking on the front porch like in the good old days – what a welcome invitation to reminisce and reflect!
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If only I had a day with my great-grandparents… the questions I’d ask!!
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