Archive for January, 2017

I Chose Something Else: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 29, 2017

Four hundred folks at/
a singles dance. Me? I wrote,/
cooked for Mom, talked, prayed.

Flocking Robins: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 28, 2017

Robins are a sure/
sign of spring, but I’ve never/
seen them flock before.

Why I Saunter: Revolutionary Rhyming Poem

January 28, 2017

Many times I walk fast.
A few times, I run.
But mostly I just saunter,
because observing is such fun.
And I see more.
For sure.

Upon Receiving A Pink Slip, Blue: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

January 27, 2017

Downtrodden*, I went/
To His House. “You have a job”/
He said. I feel good.

OR
*Sad, post work, I went/

Birthday? Christmas? It Doesn’t Matter–Cheese Is Always Cool! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 26, 2017

I didn’t thank her/
for the cool bag. That doesn’t/
mean I’m ungrateful.
Cheese Bag gift thank you 2016

A Better Example Than I Am: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse

January 26, 2017

All of us/
on the afternoon #45 bus/
shook our heads/
in disgust/
or rolled our eyes/
or grimaced/
as we tried/
to avoid face-to-face/
with the disheveled/
probably homeless/
man who rocked out/
to tunes/
on his iPhone,/
loud,/
obnoxious/
swearing.

All of us,/
that is,/
but the sun-tanned/
young woman/
who was just/
coming home from work/
at Smith’s/
or some other grocery store/
neatly uniformed, /
smiling,/
and, /
(as she revealed later,)
heading to her halfway house,/
to her recovery place./

She simply smiled/
at the man,/
and pointed at her ears./
(At last!/
Someone is going to/
say something!)

But, /
when he said “WHAT!?!”,/
she reached into her backpack,/
and handed him,/
gifted him,/
a pair of earphones.

Angels Under Angels With Angels By Me: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 25, 2017

Would people find it/
strange if I made snow angels /
on the temple grounds?
Provo City Center Temple Snow Angel, Jan. 2017

The Pain Of Wanting To Flirt: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Verse

January 19, 2017

Oh!
I so
wanna flirt.
Will it hurt
if I do
with you?

On Inauguration Eve, No Fear: Revolutionary Napkin Rhyming Haiku

January 19, 2017

Some feared darkness may/
come down upon us. Then I /
heard me some harp blues.
Blues harp brings the light at Speak for YourSelf Open Mic Night, Provo, Utah, January 2017

Cheap Positive Or Negative? Revolutionary Napkin ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

January 19, 2017

She came,
recovered,/
referred,
not certain of what/
she’d find.

I’ll soon learn.

She only wanted
water,
but got talked
into/
a half-price orange
cinnamon roll.

“Cheap!”
she exclaimed, hearing
“A dollar eight cents”.
And I wondered
if she was enthused
by a good deal,
or ridiculing
her first date’s
frugality.