Archive for August, 2016

Sadness Over An Open Friend: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

August 13, 2016

She wants to be pure,/
but then spreads herself too wide./
All my words can’t help.

Easy Boating Choice = Don’t Hesitate: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

August 10, 2016

When your eternal/
love asks you to sit in the/
boat’s bow with her, DO!
Sittin' in the bow of the boat, Lake Winneconne, Aug. 2016

Long Sunset Yawp: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

August 9, 2016

It was the longest/
sunset yawp I’d yet yawped. I/
wondered: Will it last?
Yawping long at Lake Winneconne sunset

Sol Slides South Wonderment: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Alliterative Haiku

August 9, 2016

As ol’ Sol slides South,/
I wrap up my lake life and/
wonder what I’ve done.
Sol sunset slides south - Lake Winneconne facing West

Starting Life New — It’s Never Too Late! : Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 3, 2016

I smile when youth state/
it’s too late to choose new paths./
Those roads still call me.

The Illusion Of A Peaceful Lakefront, 8:15 a.m.: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

August 1, 2016

Birds chirp/warble/call/sing,
greeting the early morning sun.

Waves lap
or crash
or gurgle
on the rocky shoreline,
their symphony
depending on the weather.
Leaves rustle.

I strain
to hear
the buzz of bees
and bugs
and hummingbirds

The serenity
of lakeside living
is an illusion.

All those nature sounds
we should hear
are too often overrun
by the cacophonic crashing
of choking chords
from lawn mowers
and weed whackers
and generators
and compressors
and leaf blowers
and pressure washers.

Lakeshore lawnmower noisemaker