Birds (Acrostic)

Bravery – how could I not know it had a tune It had a tune like lovely flutes Resounding, filling every forgotten crevice within Dancing and swaying as free as the wind, whose Song broke and renewed my heart with each note

Spark (Acrostic + Cinquain)

Splendor Plays upon Earth’s Atmosphere, like little Radioactive children of Knowledge

Prisms (Acrostic + Rime Couee)

Prisms heave upon broken shores Ready to break open the doors Inciting the siren Shattering earthquakes with my roar Making what is mine, also yours Surviving – sovereign