The moon shines through your window and you know that today there’s no glory for your team You spare a thought for solo athletes who also haven’t had the best of days But it’s no time to shed a lake of tears there is still…

Note: I read on the link provided that micro-haibuns limit the prose section to 20-180 words. I wrote what I thought was enough for the poem and it’s exactly 20, so I guess it’s enough! And forgive the formatting, I think it looks better this…

A friend once told me I am a woman of many hats And while I don’t like hats I did once wear the swimming cap On and off for a few years I held the table tennis racket Black always on the outside Red on…