Welcome to Freestyle Friday. Today the poetic form is a Fibonacci poem invented by Greg Pincus . Visiting friends in Idaho, the morning air is filled with a symphony of birds.
Birdsongs
Dawn
Walk
Music
Mourning doves,
Coo-ah, coo, coo, coo
Red-wing blackbird calls o-ka-leeee
I
take
notice
on the path
such a symphony
creating my own melodies
©Jone Rush MacCulloch
It’s Poetry Friday and it’s held by Laura at Writing the World for Kids.
Jone Rush MacCulloch 
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I’ve never written a fib before – was looking for the pattern… which makes me wonder if there is a line missing in the second fib? The words are beautiful – but I fear I have been counting… (And then clicked across to Greg’s site to read up on them.) That o-ka-leee sounds delightful!
Thanks for noticing and for letting me know. Am travelling today and will revise when I get home.
Your poem captures the beauty of a morning walk perfectly.
Lovely. It’s impressive when a form doesn’t feel…formal.
On a side note, when redwing blackbirds sing, I hear “ko-ka-ree!” Maybe an eastern dialect? 🙂
Those are beautiful birdsongs. And I like your double fib, too.
Jone, this is just lovely. Such a peaceful feel to it.
Visiting Idaho.and the birds are vocal. How could I not write about them?