Rhyme - Gin & Tonic

I like me a little G & T,
It helps me feel relaxed and free.
My knotted muscles do unravel,
My mind sloughs off its filthy frazzle.
The sour lime and bitter tonic
Make me sing and dance and frolic.

Haiku - I Want Some

No blanket of white;
The hard frozen ground lonely,
Shovels sitting idle.

Limerick - Sue the Shrew

There once was a cat name Sue
Who lived her life as a shrew
She was hated by all
For her hellish call
‘Til her ninth life was through.

Terza Rima - Rebirth

A child is born to a silent stare
Her joy and purity are encased alone
Existing in spite of suffocating despair

Childhood fraught with things she was shown
Learned at the hands of common preachers
Grown up lessons too early known

In public upright, honored teachers
True natures from the world discrete
Of innocent souls, bloodsuckers and leachers

Time remembered when life was sweet
Soul blessed, innocence kept in her heart
Throwing off suffocating dirt and peat

Each sunrise a new start and restart
Until the fragments are rejoined in one part.

Boombox

Vibrating
In the back of my mind
My heart pounds
To the beat
Of the radio

Shooting
Down the city street
An invisible wall
Too loud
Of disturbed air

Jangling
The nerves in elbows
Skin alive
Two seconds
Of unwanted sound

Karma

An hideous kid, an obnoxious little brat who ran around in circles like a dog chasing his tail, screamed in five second intervals, a grating alarm on the nerves of all the people present. His parents gave a baffled toss of their heads to the other adults giving them dirty looks and not so subtle hints that they control the apple of their eyes before someone turned him into apple sauce.

They were helpless with their admiration of the creation sprung forth from their loins. They presented words like, “genius, precocious, advanced and exceptional” to justify their poor parenting skills.

The other children in the group were not impressed. They were unafraid of corralling the rogue. They taunted and challenged the scamp to the deep swimming pool, daring him to prove his parents’ assertion that he could swim the breast stroke. When he refused to take the bait, he accidentally fell in.

Electronic Doom

An electronic cage enclosed a man of middle age who stood in the middle of the cage. Invisible currents ran from floor to ceiling, but a buzz sizzled the air and burnt carbon infected nostrils, clothes, hair and skin. The man stooped with weariness, his bare feet covering the only dry spot on the concrete floor. He feared the water because it conducted the electricity to his hair and singed the tips of his follicles. His grandfather had locked him in his torture cell three days ago to prevent him from reporting his grandfather to the police. Delusion gripped his grandfather's mind. His grandfather safeguarded a theft he had committed in his imagination. He told his grandfather he would never turn him into the police but his grandfather did not believe him and no one would be looking for him because he had lived the last few years on the streets.