What else?

You: Now that you've told me about your various unhappinesses.

I: Oh!

You: No need to pout.

I: Thank you, thank you. Well ...

You: Come on, don't feed me that slowpoke stuff you've acquired when traveling God knows where. This is a fast-clipped society here.

I: Sorry.

You: Get it out.

I: Yes'm. About to. If you let me get a word in edgewise – in my naturally slow way.

You: Don't you DARE BLOG FOR BLOGGING'S SAKE!

Elucidating notes
The beginning of an imagined dialog. [Could go on endlessly.]
However, I don't think she quite knows what she's talking about when she spits out that FOR BLOGGING'S SAKE!
Setting: workplace, sun pouring in, work won't go away by itself but is, neutrally put, not quite stimulating.
No other characters.

An early afternoon sigh

My computer's fan is softly whirring,
and my tinnitus sounds
like the static of an old tv
with just snow on

– Len B.

Green trill

A fibonacci to raag basant (anytime spring season)

Green
trill,
green trill
of leaves un-
folding. Listen up
close, sense the crackling of new life

– Leonard Blumfeld (copyright anytime spring season 2007)

We could be

... talking about the weather,
not meteorological facts,

the weather
as it affects us.

We could be sitting
inside,

enjoying the rays
of a sun

that is just a bit
too anemic

today
to sit outside.

– Weatherman Len the Pt.

What kind of image has appeared before my eyes?

(raag multani, afternoon)

What
kind
of I,
what I am
has appeared before
the eyes that did look into mine?

– Leonard Blumfeld

Seeing your fair face pleases my heart

I

see
your fair
face in trans-
lucent memory –
we are four thousand miles apart

A fibonacci inspired by raag bhimpalasi (early afternoon)

– Lou Blumfeld (copyright 2007)

Interview with Lou
Raag Times: What does the very recent western poetic form of fibonacci have to do with Indian ragas?
Lou B.: Nothing originally. I established a link of sorts by taking the time of day, going to a nifty website called The Raga Guide, looking for an appropriate raag, listening to one and then writing. The fibonacci titled "Seeing your fair face pleases my heart" and written in the early afternoon was inspired by listening to a raag bhimpalasi sung by Shruti Sadolikar. The title is a direct quote from The Raga Guide that I liked very much and could associate with my own personal experience very well.
Raag Times: Thank you, Lou.

Early evening fibonacci

(in raag bhupali)

Rose
dusk
falling,
eve ashes
seeping in, still hour
just before night encloses all

– Leon Blumfeld

Where Rumor and Sigh originated

Another rumor

For more ample illustration of the recently invented form:

It could be said that
pineapple tastes delicious,
but you don't have to
take anybody's word for it.

– Lem Bloomfield

Another poetic form: the rumor

And here's an example:

It has been said
that Helen had beautiful red lips,
but we have to take
Homer's word for it.

– Leon Blumfeld (copyright 2007)

N.B.
Of course, everything's copyrighted here (for all eternity!), but I think I should remind of it once in a while.