ACROSTICACROSTIC

VanillaVanillaAs I eat it on my brownieAs I eat it on my brownieNever doubting its sweetnessNever doubting its sweetnessIce cream is a tasty treatIce cream is a tasty treatLots of lingering tasteLots of lingering tasteLasting to the endLasting to the endAlways my favorite!Always my favorite!

Haiku Haiku

The dying plant bendsThe dying plant bends

And drips its dew to the ground And drips its dew to the ground

It falls like a tearIt falls like a tear

CinquainCinquain

FlowersFlowersPretty, fragrantPretty, fragrantWaiting, watching, weedingWaiting, watching, weedingEnjoying all the while they growEnjoying all the while they growGardensGardens

DiamonteDiamonte

HomeHomeSafe, caringSafe, caring

Loving, sharing, talkingLoving, sharing, talkingFriendship, food, car, travelsFriendship, food, car, travels

Living, loving, enjoyingLiving, loving, enjoyingJoyous, adventurousJoyous, adventurous

FamilyFamily

LimerickLimerick

A flea and a fly in a flueA flea and a fly in a flueWere caught, so what could they do?Were caught, so what could they do?Said the fly, "Let us flee."Said the fly, "Let us flee.""Let us fly," said the flea."Let us fly," said the flea.So they flew through a flaw in the flue.So they flew through a flaw in the flue.

Free Verse Free Verse

What do the oceans do at night?What do the oceans do at night?Do they tease and tickle the bottom of boats?Do they tease and tickle the bottom of boats?Do they ripple away in fright?Do they ripple away in fright?Or are the beaches like coats Or are the beaches like coats That keep them still and quietThat keep them still and quietAnd once the day breaks and it's breakfast timeAnd once the day breaks and it's breakfast timeDo the oceans wish for some other diet than fish?Do the oceans wish for some other diet than fish?

Sonnet Sonnet Not because beauty is as thin and bright In you as the white outline of a tree In winter, but because I find delight In the curved sadness of your lips. (I see Pleasanter things each day, each day recall Happy faces, laughter that knew a way To spin senses to oblivion.) . . . All Your words are swift upon your lips and grey As swallows, yet I stay to listen, yet I cannot tear myself away from you: For in a little while you may forget Your sadness. O no matter what I do You may forget your sadness -- O my dear And even smile, and make the mystery clear!

ConcreteConcreteThe

moon is shy. You can find her peeking out at the world from the edge of my fingernails. When I cut them the moon slips out, no bigger than a nail clipping as she hangs up there in the sky.

Crescent Moon