Fibonacci Poetry365.9

1   Some
1   days
2   poems perch
3   on the windowsill
5   awaiting your notice.  Other days,
8   you need to pack a lunch and hunt
13 those suckers down. You can try thrashing:  through research, old handwritten notes and
21  letters, headlines, overheard conversations, the memories of a lifetime.  Or you can turn the other direction:  clean out the car, vacuum
34 the garage, hang wallpaper, boil a lobster. The third potential tack is to wander:  trails, woods, Target, a shoreline, a locally owned thrift store, or an interstate, alone in your car.  All those actions,
55 in service to the possibility of gaining a thought, a theme, or -- best of all -- ten words with which to begin.  Two words will do, if they're the correct ones.  They'll signal where you're going and what might be found there, unless, in your pursuit of the truth, you veer away from the trusted path.
                                                  by Mary Cartledgehayes