Sestina: Magic

As a light in the abyss of the stage.
He appears.
One hand empty,
One hand with a rabbit.
He says a word,
The mysterious animal disappears.

His hands are so amazing,
They manipulate time.
Within a single blink.
The rabbit reappears.
With a decorative cloth.
Embellished by a fresh rose.

The crowds are surprising.
Applause louder than the din of a jet.
People are happy.
They never have seen anything like this before.
A magician powerful as a mage.
A performance speaks for itself.

There, he bows,
Amidst the mist.
Vanishing into the abyss.
People are surprised.
Where does he leave?
But no one knows.

All of a sudden,
He appears behind the crowd,
Clapping his hands,
Laughing arrogantly.
He fetches a poker from his pocket.
It was a "seven".

He throws it forward.
It splinters into many pieces.
Falling like snowflakes.
He again says a word.
The pieces conjure themselves.
They form another poker card.

There, he bows.
He walks done the stage,
And disappears.
Word count (167)

Villanelle: A Far Away Place

I passed through the grand gate.
A fancy castle on the way.
I am with my classmate.

Carry no weight,
I walked around a bay.
I passed through the grand gate.

I am here for no sake.
Back to history I may.
I am with my classmate.

My fate,
It carried me to Norway.
I passed through the grand gate.

Oh, I have lost all my hate.
Never dismay.
I am with my classmate.

At the age of eight,
I couldn't confidently say.
I passed through the grand gate.
I am with my classmate.
Word count (94)

Ode: Mirror

I pertain to no transparency.
Look at me.
Some laugh, some cry.
At their beauty,
Or the aging wrinkle on their faces.
Clap your hands,
I shall applause.
Cry fiercely,
I too shall submerge myself in anguish.
You sing,
I imitate.
You hear one voice.
No echo.
Not even the strongest laser can break me.
Cause I return who you are.
Word count (61)

Rondeau: In the Clouds.

I am a monkey.
I climb on a tree.
Raising my head,
I lie on a tree as my bed.
And, curl one knee.

The cloud above looks like a key,
From what I see,
Ahead.
The clouds look really like bottles of wines?

Its shape turns to a bee.
Swimming in a flower sea.
The sea is red.
The bee has said.
Let it be.
The clouds look really like bottles of wines.
Word count (74)

Lyric - Changing Places

Entering city shrouded by heavy mist,
I saw a hut decorated with brown tiles.
The door was half open.
Spreading out the hush from the room.
On the ground lied a red uniform.
Begrimed with drops of blood and dirty sands.
My caution directed me into the room.
Inside, I saw nothing on the bed,
But a gruesome wolf.
Word count (59)

Sapphic: Dance Performance

Like a swan,
Not a vulgar one.
Spinning like a van.
Believing that she won.
She stands on a can.
Her gaits are steadily done.
Her virtuosity transcends every man.
She did it behind her son.
Word count (36)

Tera Rima: Pattern of School Life

Here I grow.
Submerge in the marine of knowledge.
School is my beau.
Been here at my age.
I rise in the shadow,
Earning no wage.
Word count (26)

Metered - Snail

Locked in a glass full of grasses so lonely,
A lodge very transparent.
It is the cell the anguish snail appertains.
Lavish food, small stream flowing.
No friends, no company, lying beneath sun.
It is freedom that he yearns.
Word count (39)

Limerick - pirate ship.

A monstrous and murky ship.
Scary like a cracking whip.
Metal coving protects the crews.
It is a decoration that the pirate brews.
All of those only for one clip.
Word count (30)

Minimalism - Wandering Merchant

His path embodies haven of yore.
Wandering with heavy merchandise.
Azure sky, verdant marshes.
Quench his thirst, devour none.
Serene, ubiquitously famished.
Word count (22)