1. ACROSTIC Vanilla As I eat it on my brownie Never doubting its sweetness Ice cream is a tasty treat Lots of lingering taste Lasting to the end Always my favorite! Vanilla As I eat it on my brownie Never doubting its sweetness Ice cream is a tasty treat Lots of lingering taste Lasting to the end Always my favorite!

2. Haiku The dying plant bends And drips its dew to the ground It falls like a tear

3. Cinquain Flowers Pretty, fragrant Waiting, watching, weeding Enjoying all the while they grow Gardens Flowers Pretty, fragrant Waiting, watching, weeding Enjoying all the while they grow Gardens

4. Diamonte Home Safe, caring Loving, sharing, talking Friendship, food, car, travels Living, loving, enjoying Joyous, adventurous Family

5. Limerick A flea and a fly in a flue Were caught, so what could they do? Said the fly, "Let us flee." "Let us fly," said the flea. So they flew through a flaw in the flue. A flea and a fly in a flue Were caught, so what could they do? Said the fly, "Let us flee." "Let us fly," said the flea. So they flew through a flaw in the flue.

6. Free Verse What do the oceans do at night? Do they tease and tickle the bottom of boats? Do they ripple away in fright? Or are the beaches like coats That keep them still and quiet And once the day breaks and it's breakfast time Do the oceans wish for some other diet than fish? What do the oceans do at night? Do they tease and tickle the bottom of boats? Do they ripple away in fright? Or are the beaches like coats That keep them still and quiet And once the day breaks and it's breakfast time Do the oceans wish for some other diet than fish?

7. Sonnet Not because beauty is as thin and bright In you as the white outline of a tree In winter, but because I find delight In the curved sadness of your lips. (I see Pleasanter things each day, each day recall Happy faces, laughter that knew a way To spin senses to oblivion.)... All Your words are swift upon your lips and grey As swallows, yet I stay to listen, yet I cannot tear myself away from you: For in a little while you may forget Your sadness. O no matter what I do You may forget your sadness -- O my dear And even smile, and make the mystery clear!

8. Concrete The moon is shy. You can find her peeking out at the world from the edge of my fingernails. When I cut them the moon slips out, no bigger than a nail clipping as she hangs up there in the sky. Crescent Moon