Slumber’s seduction: morning breaks, choices brawl.
Tasks nag, silent house, duty calls.
Breathe in, breathe out, stubborn resolve.
Laundry, groceries, clean—endless list unfolds.
Tackling tasks; which one comes first?
First: me time, tasks will wait.
Discover the mesmerizing blend of mathematics and poetry with our Fibonacci Sequence poem. Embark on a lyrical journey through expansion and contraction, mirroring the universe’s infinite dance. From the simplicity of ‘I’ to the complexity of ‘expanding, contracting, in beautiful sync,’ each line follows the Fibonacci Sequence, reflecting the natural patterns found in stars, galaxies, and beyond. Dive into this unique poetic exploration of numbers in rhyme, where each syllable counts in the vastness of time.
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And Be GraciousFeed the beggars we fear.Clothe the broken we blame.Sit with the strangers we scorn.And be gracious.Love the agents who strike us.Pray for the swindlers who use us.Bless the wretch who laughs at our tears.And be gracious.Give while our hearts resent it.Give when our fists still tremble.Give until greed runs out of names.And be…
I’m cravinga solidsaucy steakperfectly searedslightly pinkin the middle realbad Add sidesof sautéed mushroomscaramelized onionsand buttery steamedasparagus stems And a bigbaked potatoloadedsour creambacon bitschives Now… Where to go? DoorDash?Grubhub?Uber Eats?
We hadA chance to unite and fightThe virus. Isolate and investigate,Until ready to vaccinate,Our shield against advancing attack. Yet shadows and doubtInvaded impatient mindsBinding division across the land. Warnings ignoredWith careless greedEncouraged our unseen enemy to breed. And now, in our currentWar of the WorldHubris allows mutations to swell. Lamenting our sinsFailing what could have…
Whatchamacallit,
Rocky Road,
Jelly Belly
jelly beans,
the everlasting Gobstopper,
and Spree!