GOLDEN LINE

Silvicolus parvos agitat ranunculus ulmos.
The little wood-dwelling frog shakes the young elm trees.

EPIGRAM

Scribere candida ubi conans ego carmina quare
   perdita sum? Quis me leviget arte rudem?
Quomodo? Thesauris, sociis iam consiliandis?
   Libris volvendis? Aurea vatis ero.

Whenever I try to write beautiful poetry, why
   am I lost? Who might skillfully polish foolish me?
How? Now by thesauri, by friends advice consulted?
   By books read? I will be a golden poet.

METRICAL HAIKU

RUINAE
Quid, mure, narres
interitu viridi?
Arcane celas?

Wall, what would you narrate
by your fresh ruin?
Mysterious (wall), what do you hide?