My Poetic Dream Exists In Georgia: Romantic Napkin Poem

I left for Georgia./
I took my writing with me./
She really exists!

She Blows Away My Angst: Romantic Napkin Haiku

Even when love blooms/
me, poet, still carries Angst./
She blows it away.

No More Whining: Revolutionary Napkin Poetry

Remember when I’d/
stand here, weep and moan about/
my dates. I won’t now!

Remember When Napkin Poems? Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

Hey! Remember when/
I used to write napkin poems?
They won’t go away!

On Inauguration Eve, No Fear: Revolutionary Napkin Rhyming Haiku

Some feared darkness may/
come down upon us. Then I /
heard me some harp blues.

Cheap Positive Or Negative? Revolutionary Napkin ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

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.

Open First Date Mic Brave: Revolutionary Napkin ImproVerse Haiku

She didn’t expect/
to read poetry on a /
first date. She’s cool brave.

No Apologies: Revolutionary Napkin Poem Haiku

Apologizing,/
she asked for complaints, so I/
quickly raised my hand.

Traveling Home: Revolutionary Improv Napkin Free Verse Poem

I touched
Steel City;
deco’d beaches;
the Big Easy;
Music City;
the Magic Kingdom;
Beer Town;
Red Rocks.

But my home
is here,
with this mic,
and you.

Hoar Frost Is Clean: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

Have you felt hoar frost?
Not silky pole dancers, but/
white-iced vanishers.