Haikus
Several Haikus. I've been playing with this form, and currently am really drawn to it. I like the constraint, in fact, and the rules I guess. The first two are counted by syllable; 5, 7, 5. The last four are not so rigid though: I did not want to count by syllable, and so I counted by a softer measure, beats, or some other rhythmic measure that only exists in my mind.
Carefully laid bricks
Carefully laid bricks
Will never stop the grass, small
Blades unsheathed in praise
Stratification
Mother, daughter, father, son
Mounds of laundry grow
Devices by our coffee
Occasionally we look up to see. What?
Computers everywhere, and envy
Outside, bright autumn sun
Coffee and crusty bread, cold meat
Pause. Just long enough
Bright sun, beautiful day
Many pretty things to see
My screen bright enough?
Gauzy mat (square) of cloud
High above yellow-green leaves
Scattered sun, hot, cold
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