Dahlia Kitten Sonnet:

Small, furry ball of fluff
Black as the depth of night.
She likes to nuzzle stuff,
A sweet fun-loving sight.

Bright green eyes,
Dahlia, that kitten over there.
She enjoys to hypnotize
Any person who comes near.

Sleeping by the windowsill
Tiny paws curled under fur.
A puffy ball of black sits still.
Until she starts to purr.

Playing with some silly string.
So cute, this fuzzy thing.

Dahlia Kitten Limerick:

Dahlia kitten plays
With her tail, on rainy days.
Circles round and round,
Dizzy, she falls to the ground,
Little black paws waving as she lays.

Dahlia Kitten Haiku:

Tiny sweet pink nose.
Sparkling green eyes, so wide.
Soft silky black fur.

Clept Poem:

He emerges from invisibility
Like a ghost,
Pulsing clear skin.
Every strange organ
Visible.
(You can see his grey brain.)
Clept can make
His skin look like glass,
More hazy, or blend into every color
In order to camouflage, and hide from reality.
He is
The Ultimate Observer.
Keeping to himself,
mostly.
Spot him gauntly walking
With a flowing, black sparkly poncho
Skin-tight
Black pants, and strange
Knee-length sandals
(a striking silver).
He’s bald as bald can be.
No hair,
anywhere.
Strange, lanky, tall
Blue-eyed creature;
That Sykobian Alien.

A [complete] mystery.

Sonnet:

After a night of fiery passion
Between Hobson and Veneer
Vanessa sanely rations
After finding out their fear.

The alarming possibility
That a catastrophe could occur.
They have too much fertility;
Their small world starts to whirl.

A night, full of emotion
Nemo opens up to everyone.
Wish there could be a notion
Of feelings, weighing a ton.

A long, good cry is crucial
To make their lives more fruitful.

Limerick:

A night of fun
Love has won
Snuggling in bed
Veneer’s cheeks are stained red
With embarrassment, from Hobson.

Haiku:

Love has opened up
A stone heart, rock-hard body
To let in the light.