Haiku
UV light burns me
Flames linger under my skin
Now I am peeling
Tanka
The pen bursts open
The ink spills onto the sheet
Covering it all
It’s the last piece of paper
An essay turned art
Free Verse
Enjoying what’s given is key
You have no idea what it is
If you’re lucky then you don’t 
When you know then you don’t withhold
What is had is set by perspective
Be grateful for what’s yours
There’s no such thing that’s better