iambic pentameter what, what!

Blinking beautiful are those superb eyes
Even though they are your clever disguise
Seeing through them, easier said than done
Let’s escape beyond the bright mocking sun
There’s this longing now for you I’m feeling
Exploding out of me to the ceiling
But I hold your hand away it will go
I want to hide with you under the snow

Weekly Haiku #9

I can see signs
Through harmless affection, I can
Feel the connection

Feel the connection
Between you and me, we are
Rhyming from land to sea

Rhyming from land to sea
Belonging so close, we love
'Till we decompose

Weekly Haiku #8 (last week)

Curiosity
A pain in my brain, grows with
Generosity

Weekly Haiku #7

the red is blinding
the greed can not be erased
now we're all the same

mini-Sestina

The young girl was afraid
She shudders at the darkness
Her parents urge on her success
The bows in her hair, cause her to be limited

The young boy was afraid
To hide inside the darkness
To get dirty, to feel limited
To make others feel inferior by his own success

The two children are limited
In their feelings and success
They don’t want to be afraid
So they send the mirror to the darkness

And with that they have success
And no longer is there darkness
How can they be afraid
Without the mirror they can not be limited