Haikus & Quatrains

(originals, to practice structure)

Pointed crescent moon,
Its tip caught on yesterday,
Cannot untangle.

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Moonless evening fog:
Birthday candle smoke snuffed out
Before the song ends.

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Steam from honeyed tea
Rising from every chimney — 
Hence — Afternoon clouds.

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Birthday Party Blues

Elegies for simple things,
For death is not that rare:
The red balloons that made her cry — 
Have swelled with too much air.

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I thought green eyes meant greener worlds
And blue sees underwater.
But why is it, a glance at you
Could flash so red a hue?

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Starlight Hospitality

Pay your respects to the sky weary photons,
Temporary guests, just specks of dreams,
All light-years from home, no desire to stay:
Bundles of energy tumble past memory.