A Compilation of Bagua and Fibonacci Poems 2
Timothy is a Christian who enjoys creating visual art and writing. He has a B.S. in Psychology.
I like to think of myself as a “wordsmith” in training. Which means I’m someone who is learning to play with and craft words into poems, short stories, articles and more. I offer here poems for you reading pleasure in several forms, Bagua, Fibonacci, Tanka, Lune and one Sonnet dedicated to my home state.
I hope you enjoy them and if you do please pass them on to others. I also offer some of my most recent artwork for your viewing pleasure. Until next time stay safe and as Kelly Clarkson is fond of saying, “If you’re not having a great day change it and try to do something to make it a great day.”
Bagua Poems
In the Martial arts style known as Bagua the numbers 64 and 8 make regular appearances - such as in 64 hands form which consists of 8 lines of 8 moves. The Bagua poem uses the same form 8 lines of poetry in two stanzas of 4 lined using 8 words per line. The result is a 64 word poem
Walking Along The Water
Walking along the water toes in the sand
Breathe in salt air think about life again
Cause there is something about the fresh air
Which helps your mind become open and clear
Maybe it is because you feel so carefree
When you’re strolling along down by the sea
The cares of this world seem to cease
Which gives your mind some much needed peace
So the next time you feel some pressure
Get in your car, head to the seashore
Shed your shoes, put toes in the sand
Walk with a loved one hand in hand
Mother’s Perfume
I remember the smell of my mother’s perfume
The scent when she entered into a room
Which wafted up the nostrils, tickled the nose
With a flowery smell kinda like a rose
My mom’s been gone for quite some time
Still the smell lingers deep inside my mind
If I catch the scent on a breeze
I feel comfort thinking she’s close to me
Love Is....
It’s a crazy thing, this thing called love
You fall in or give it a shove
At times love hurts but mostly it’s true
Love makes each day feel exciting and new
So seek out true love at all cost
Cause without love you might feel so lost
It is so true when you love another
It makes your life feel a lot fuller
Getting is Giving
It’s not about what is given to you
It’s about what for others you do
You see getting is giving more than receiving
It’s getting no reward, but you still believe
Giving should be more for others, not you
And getting no reward for what you do
A time for showing others your true love
Passed on to by the One who resides above
Fibonacci Poems
A Fibonacci poem, is a newer form of poetry, which is based on the the mathematical equation known as the FibonaccI sequence where each number equals the sum of the previous two numbers before. In poetry this translates to syllable count by lines or 1/1/2/3/5/8 for a total of 20 syllables.
Music
Warms
Hearts
Lifts souls
Brings a beat
Way down deep inside
So listen to some music daily
Why
Words
Why
Lifts hearts
Brings some joy
Keeps the mind alive
Gives life a little more purpose
Ocean
Waves
Breeze
Soft sounds
Wears off stress
Gives some peace and joy
To a stressed out life and soul
Tired
Feel
Low
Need Rest
So, so tired
Need some time away
Recharge and refresh my tired life
Tanka Poems
Tanka poems, a type of Japanese poetry, is a set pattern of short poetry. The poems run 5 lines with a syllable count of 5/7/5/7/7 for a total 31 syllables.
Here are 5 Tanka-esque poems. I call Tanka-esque because they may be in the true Tanka pattern but not the strict structure or form.
A Bad Dream
Feels like a bad dream
The year which just passed on by
A year of more downs
Then were times of joyful noise
Hope this year unfolds better
Drawing
Pick up a pencil
Laying down a few more lines
Create a picture
So satisfying to the heart
So relieving to the soul
Lune Poems
The lune is a 3 line poem invented by American poet Robert Kelly. It has a 5 - syllable first line, 3 - syllable second line and a 5 - syllable third line.
Love
Love who can know it
Define it
But still we seek love
Ghost
Haunts us from the past
The ghost life
Thought which won’t go away
Dogz
Dogs
Neighbors dog barking
The long night
Gotta stop, can’t sleep
A Bonus Sonnet
A sonnet is a 14 line poem where each line has 10 syllables.
West Virginia
West Virginia, the place of my birth
Mountain peaks so high, sweet Mother Earth
Roads twisting, turning rising up and down
Words whistling through the hollers, a welcome sound
The rivers, the scenery, the sights to see
A land full of beautiful imagery
The people are friendly, kinfolk abound
The get togethers, the food to be found.
Sitting on a porch as the world goes by
Talkin‘ good and sad times, days of your lives
I remember this and more from my youth
The thoughts and memories my heart does soothe
I don’t know if I will go there again
But my heart will there forever remain
© 2021 Timothy Whitt