Last leaves fall to ground
(Blanket for wintry graves),
The worm never starves.
Shakespeare’s Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
Haiku
Copernicus
Earth shan’t be moved
Foolish minds read between lines 
Read the truth and weep
The truth is not a theory
Shout About It:
How to Write Haiku
Breath in and out thrice,
Drain brain, let the good thoughts flow,
Write haiku to form.
Shout About It:
Just Happy to See Me
My shepherd loves me so much
She pees on my shoes
Each time I come home
Carmina ad Gloriae Dei 