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ACROSTIC

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

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ACROSTIC

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  1. ACROSTIC VanillaAs I eat it on my brownieNever doubting its sweetnessIce cream is a tasty treatLots of lingering tasteLasting to the endAlways my favorite!

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

  3. Cinquain FlowersPretty, fragrantWaiting, watching, weedingEnjoying all the while they growGardens

  4. Diamonte HomeSafe, caringLoving, sharing, talkingFriendship, food, car, travelsLiving, loving, enjoyingJoyous, adventurousFamily

  5. Limerick A flea and a fly in a flueWere 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 quietAnd once the day breaks and it's breakfast timeDo 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 Crescent Moon 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.

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