Senryu and Haiku

Senryu

this delicate skin

housing organ blood bone soul

a wilderness tent

Haiku

the snow falls in piles

floating on the frozen ground

like little white ghosts

Tuesday night means dVerse OpenLinkNight. It's actually Wed. morning, but there's still some time to write a poem, send it in, and join in the friendship of fellow poets. 

Ignite

single glowing spark
flickering forked tongue reduced
everything to ash