Five Tiny Poems

I cleaned off my desk yesterday. There were quite a few old to-do sheets that had been piling up for a few weeks, one sheet per day. I looked the sheets over for any important notes that I may have scrawled on them, and found a few tiny poems. This post is a collection both of poems that I left on other Hive posts as comments, and of a few tiny poems that very nearly ended up in the trash. One of those was written while I listened to the leader of the supposedly free world speak. Can you tell which one?