Fib Series: stanzas of fibs: 1-1-2-3-5-8
MRI= Miserable Resonating Incident
I did not know what
I was really getting into.
to be an open
cat-scan like I had once before.
for the length of time, sound
extent of pressured confinement.
I was pinched like a bullet.
not breathe or
move. Squeezed and compressed–
such loud noise roared through the chamber.
“Let me out!”.
The operator kept going.
for help in panic–
a trapped claustrophobic victim.
he said he’d
picture and had ignored my pleas.
my pictures might not be
suited for doctor detection.
did not give a damn.
No more chances. No tomorrow.
would I go
inside a metal
MRI cocoon-coffin now.
since the traumatic
event– shocked to not repeat it.
as cannon fodder
remains resonant, still trembles.
My Thanks to Linda Varsell Smith for her contributions above.
The sequence of numbers, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, … ,
in which each successive number is equal to the sum of the two preceding numbers.
Related Poetry Forms: Fib Diamond, Fib Series, Fibonacci Spiral, Fiboquatro, Haven Fire
On the Road (Form: Fib Series)
throughout the western
portions of these United States.
had worked all summer
fighting the region’s forest fires.
to my college days,
and just as educational.