Poem 6 -Five Unrelated Non-Haiku

I successfully avoided the temptation to issue a Christmas poem, but will undoubtedly post one soon.
Here are five poems that should be in haiku form, but I don't like to write in iambic pentameter or use end rhyme, so I think it's only fair that I piss on another culture's arbitrary conventions by not counting syllables.
I had fun punctuating these.

a. Fourteen horses: murmured sleekness, brown grace on the earth. b. The moon knows no grass, yet grass shines back; here is breath. c. A four year old, knowing her raincoat is yellow,glows in the downpour. d. Rain dragging down the gray: we wash the streets; we wash apple blossoms e. The sun on a soccer field, students with bare feet – they are deciding.