The by-myself time lately has made in in the mood to write haiku, which are my favorite form of poerty, I think, with free verse coming in a close second. One I wrote just now-


Crisper air fills lung-


Soothing softly stinging throat


Time again for change


I'm a novice, and still learning how to make them sound less elementary, but the simplicity and their ability to evoke a single moment or feeling is what I love. It's how I think. In moments.