Shorts: a variety
I kiss my cat
no social distance
we rub faces
senryu 17/6/21
Orange
bursts out
from winter vines:
trumpet flowers bloom suddenly
hot.
I still call on you
sometimes when I need help
but do you have time
now you’re busy working
as one of the angels?
tanka 13/7/21
winter morning –
my cat runs up and down
small paws thumping
haiku 13/7/21
In the latest Weekly Scribblings at Poets and Storytellers United, Magaly recently invited us to try one of several designated micro-poetry forms. Enthusiastically, I tried them all! Then I checked and found she wanted just ONE piece. I gave her the one I liked best, my American sentence.
Here, for Writers' Pantry #79, are all the others. (Good not to share them immediately. I've had time to tweak a bit.)
In case you wondered: Yes, the first one was written last month; we were allowed 'recent' and I hoped that was recent enough to count. Sharing them now in the Pantry instead, no such restrictions apply.