Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Fibonacci Poems--By Ralph Stott--England

Tourist Trap

I
stopped
and viewed,
the skyline
of Vesuvius.
Street dust settled on my sandals.
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The Recliner

I
felt,
viewing
on my back:
how ridiculous!
this upturned fly on the ceiling.
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The Ancient of Ways

We
walked
the stone
path. Before
and behind us, stretch
these random white trails of lichen.
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Ralph Stott was born in Kent, England in 1957. He is married and has two daughters.  He studied design at the Medway College of Design in the mid-70's. Expressing ideas through the written/visual media, has always interested him. Ralph began to dedicate more time to poetry with The Writers and Poetry Alliance, in particular the 'Stylists' forum, over the last 3 years. He has self published one book called Legends For Lunchtime; a collection of short stories and has a second book pending called The Sounding.

5 comments:

  1. Dear Ralph,
    The Fibonacci form is one of my favorites; you certainly have done the form justice. Thank you for these gems--think I'll spend some time with them.
    Michael

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  2. Nicely done, Ralph. I especially enjoyed that last one. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!

    -MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)

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  3. Thank you everyone for your kind words and observations, I value them. Ralph

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  4. Nicely explored verses , Thanks Ralph for sharing your creation.

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