ah, ah, ah. . .
Atishoo...

Watch as Grandpa’s grief is simpered
away by the all at once shadows...

Mission Impossible..to write a poem, A- Z
that rhymes and follows a theme like...

From a park bench he
yawns and stand in Harrod's brogues...

Ants crawl over fretting
newts that writhe and twist like...

Watch this first...
Anything to declare? (senryu...

.
A little 5-minute test, that basically...

Cupid
Pierces sinews...

~~~~~~~o~
atlantis ahead...

Forest floor dances
Its' shaded shimmering shroud...

Until the doctor 
pointed at my shadowed scan...

Indian summers
make us wheeze, cacophonies...