Haiku:
Sweat Peas
Wonder where I go,
From here onwards, perhaps to
Where the flowers bloom.
Tanka:
A Couple of Doves
A bond was long forged
Before the released white wings
Fluttered and took flight
Amongst the streaks of red
Like the hue on smiley cheek
Cinquain:
Enchanting
In awe,
I watched as she
Strung together lilted chords
Gentle tunes a savory pure
Dulcet.
Limerick:
Old Timer
The old man asked, “Where is my wife?”
I cringed then reached for the butter knife.
“In the sky,” I lied.
He fluttered about with a cry.
I sighed, “I’m right here you old low-life”.
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