in my yard now sits
a coop full of peeping birds
daytime and nighttime

when the long day ends
my checklist uncompleted
my tired eyes droop

when the baby sleeps
and it's only six o'clock
how will the night go?

It's not a haiku
Even if all the syllables
Line up properly

tantrum subsided
through snuggles and story time
now we go to bed

a single speck of sunlight
touches generations
a TARDIS in the yard

a small white square
a black light blinks on and off
my eyes hurt from staring

Gymnastics

One wiggly monkey
skips instead of stepping
falls from the balance beam