After spending no less than one hour whittling away at some free verse that ultimately snapped, I decided to toss that onto the fire and offer instead two Haiku:
Crafting a crimson
bowl where stem-less flowers float:
Lily, Lotus, Rose
* * * * *
Tea steeps – Cinnamon,
Mint, Earl Gray – stirred with a small
spoon. Coffee brews, beeps.
30 poems in 30 days.