Archive for May, 2015

My Own Warholian Art: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 31, 2015

Andy Warhol Museum _ Empty Streets in Pittsburgh and a Brillo Box parking lotWhen streets are empty,/
you go ahead! Make your own/
Warholian art.


A Fun Noisy Church: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

May 31, 2015

A noisy church ward/
is much more fun when it is/
ethnically diverse.

Grumpy Old Man I’ve Become: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 30, 2015

I should be glad kids/
on the flight are laughing, but/
I am just annoyed.

What I Do: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

May 30, 2015

If I really cared/
about her, I wouldn’t do/
half the things I do.

If I cared about/
her, I wouldn’t do half the /
things I do to her.

Lisa’s (The High School Cheerleader) Lesson: Romantic Free Verse Blogging Poem

May 29, 2015

She was
I recall,
one of the prettiest cheerleaders
of all.

Blonde, gold hair,
flashing blue eyes,
near perfect skin
pearly smile,
cheerleader’s body.

could only gaze
from afar,
and hold my breath,
and wish,
and dream
as she
and her friends
glided by,

But sometimes,
she’d smile at me.
and make my heart
and my stomach
for nighttime fantasies.

As prom approached,
I dreamed.
In the mid-70s,
not cool
to actually GO,
but in private,
I could still imagine.

She was always there,
cloaked in gauze
and satin.
I’d ask her.
She’d say “Yes! Of course!”
totally shocking me,
disregarding social norms,
the cheerleader
and the nerd,
revenge thereof,
(before anyone thought of the film.)

We’d go,
and my social status
and my life
would change.

Then I’d wake up.

of course,
was elected prom queen.
I gave myself
some eco-excuse:
is not
socially responsible.”

The dance,
tuxes and formals,
and I went
she’d been MY catch.
Prom Queen.

Months later,
I learned the awful,
of Senior Prom.
She’d  had no

Her father drove her
to the ballroom.
She entered to applause,
was crowned,
danced for a couple of tunes
with the butter-fly bow-tied
Prom King,
made her rounds,
shook hands,
walked out to where Daddy
was waiting,
drove home,
probably cried herself
to sleep.

I wondered
and have wondered
many times since:
What if I
would have asked?

Would she have laughed?
Would she have said “Yes!”?
Would that have changed
my life?
The snot-nosed nerd
who took the Prom Queen?
Would that have changed
her life?

I wonder.

A few years ago
I wanted to ask
a middle-aged
prom queen-type.
I balked.
I was afraid.
I remembered
a beautiful, smiling, cheerleader
with no prom date
except her daddy,

I swallowed,
and asked.
She laughed
and said “No!”
She was busy
that night.
But later?

And we did
and did,
and did.

Since then,
I’ve always asked.
There is no social status
I am not worthy of.
There is no beauty
I cannot dance with.
There is nobody
who is out of my league.

Thank you,
Lisa L.,
for the lesson.
If I ever see you
I will ask,
as I should have

Because every pretty girl
deserves to go to a ball,
and even a poor nerd
deserves happiness.

Driving To A Blind Date: Romantic IMprov Haiku

May 26, 2015

She stared and smiled at/
me, eyes gleaming, thrilled to meet,/
until I stood up.

Wake Up Call: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

May 26, 2015

When your dream girl is/
in the arms of another,/
it’s time to wake up.

Discontinuing “We” Dancing: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

May 26, 2015

If you camp with me,/
then dance with he, don’t expect/
OR (at 8:05)

If you camp with me,/
then dance with he, don’t expect/
to continue “we”.

Don’t Prolong The Agony: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

May 26, 2015

When you watch a wish/
walk away, don’t even say/
“Goodbye”. Turn and leave.

My Personal Star-Spangled Banner: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 25, 2015

My personal Star-Spangled Banner (in my back yard)My own Star-Spangled/
Banner will wave longer than/
I have strength for it.