Haiku
The first wonderful
open-window days . . always
a soothing juncture
Senryu
You can talk for free
But speaking your mind can come
At a hefty price
Sicilian Tercet
The way in which we're treated means so much
Malevolent, unkind encounters can
Misshape our outlook, self-esteem, and such
Trilinea
A boyfriend knows
The words I love you are always
Said with a rose
Than-Bauk
The surf she craves
to ride waves now
she braves the cold
Tercet
I stand before this fountain; feel its cool mist
And wish for romance, passion. Toss my coin in.
I can't begin to live until I've been kissed
Quinzaine
Divorce is not an option.
Is this a motto
to live by?
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Park Bench Poetry
PoetryTake a leisurely stroll through the park, sit on a bench facing the pond, and watch the ducks frolicking around the fountain. A woodpecker taps at a weeping willow, and a great blue heron takes flight from a small island in the pond. In these peacef...
