Archive for May, 2016

Lips Like Sunset: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

May 26, 2016

He could think of such/
redness in lips, pulsating,/
quivering, wanting.*
OR
*waiting.

What A Red Sky At Night Means: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 26, 2016

A red sky at night/
could mean many things, but it’s/
mostly just peaceful.
Red Sky at Night Mostly just means Peace

Why Would Someone Ask About My Kissing? Revolutionary IMprov Limerick

May 26, 2016

I kiss. Kissing is swell.
(I’ve been told I kiss well!*)
But part of my allure
is that a woman can be sure
that I will never ever tell.

*Kissing analysis and statistics gathered from independent study participants who volunteered their comments and information. Analysis, insights, summaries and anecdotal comments included:
“_______!!! Oh ______!!!!!!”
“______! And then, __________!!!”
and:
“________? Dave _________, and I _______!!!”
Past performance should be indicative of future results.

Unseen Sunsets Are Still There: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

May 25, 2016

The first thunderstorm
has passed.
The next one,
slated for post-dusk,
is gathering.

In the peaceful
interlude
I sit on the dock,
overlook the lake,
and snap yet another
Wisconsin lake
sunset photograph.

This one, though,
is dark.
Grey-blue.
Little light.
Post-storm.
Eerie,
and yet ….

I send the grainy snapshot
to those who have appreciated
past captured sunsets.
Used to
bright,
vibrant,
orange-yellow-red-blue-teal-cottonwhite-peach-salmon-rose-rust
color-streaked skies
and clouds swirled together
like neopolitan ice cream
or saltwater taffy,
most see
nothing.
Just a black rectangle
with a glimmer of blue.
“Where is what?!?” they ask.
“I don’t see it!” they say.

Though different,
cold,
grey,
this, too,
captures and feels/
the way a sunset should:/
Peaceful.
Calm.
Contemplative.
Restful.
Respectful.
Introspective,
capturing the day’s
gentle,
soft mood,
with just enough light
to let hope
rush through the night
toward a new day.
Post storm sunset light, Lake Winneconne, WI, May, 2016

Teachers Make A Difference — Reward: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

May 25, 2016

He admires what she/
does to change the world, and wants/
to sing her to sleep.

Speaking Truth, Husbandically: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

May 25, 2016

On occasion, she/
would dip into her well of /
truth introspection.

Why Should Life Be Simple? Revolutionary IMprov Prose

May 25, 2016

Some say:
“Life is simpler alone.”

Of course life is more simple alone.
It has always been that way.
Life is simpler without children.
It’s simpler without a job.
Life is probably simpler
without
living.

But
who said
life should be
simple?

Good Morning Buttoned Up With Good Night: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

May 24, 2016

He’d wished her a good/
morning. Now he could button/
it up with good night.

Don’t Back Down, Though Criticized: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

May 24, 2016

The poet must learn to/
hear another’s thoughts without /
losing Muse whispers.