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Dirty Rural Church Clothes: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

August 4, 2019

When you live in the/
country, you just accept: Church/
clothes will get dirty.Dirty rural church clothes -- Dirty Slacks


Deep Woods Chair: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick

July 11, 2019

A solitary chair/
sits empty there/
as the deep woods surround/
where moist, mossy ground,/
lays almost bare./
Deep in the deciduous and cedar Northwest Georgia woods

What Have I, Done? Lamenting Haiku

February 28, 2019

I responded bad,/
before I’d read her, knew her./
I feel ill and guilt.

Dad’s Lost Again. What Cool Thing Will Happen — Beach Bagpipes in Tahiti: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

October 26, 2017

Palm trees, beach, waves, and … /
Scottish bagpipes. I’m again/
lost. It’s Amazing Grace.

Proud Of My Son’s Battle: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 11, 2017

From Butt Hut’s Q joynt
deep in Gawguh, yo’ daddy
Sez “Daym boy, I’m proud!”
Proud of my son -- at Athens GA Butt Hutt BBQ

Sunset Dinner Cruise — Free Views: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 20, 2017

Relic of long gone/
eras carries festive folk/
to see free sunsets.
Fin-N-Feather Sunset Showboat Cruise, Lake Winneconne, Wisconsin, with Sunset and Purple Martins, July 2017

Not My Poem (A sample)

May 15, 2017

We’ve lived
side by side
for years.
We’ve shared
Our kids
have baked cookies
walked to school
had first day of school photos
last day of school breakfasts.
We’ve taught
each other’s kids at church.
We’ve sat
in council meetings
as auxiliary presidents.
We’ve been
visiting teaching companions.
We’ve carpooled
attended the same
ridden to promenades
traded weeks
for lunch bunch.

now we’re both losing
our husbands.
Both are dying:
–hers, physically,
and mine, spiritually.

Together we weep
As she faces
the loss of her husband
And I face
the loss of mine.
Two men,
now disabled.
One by chance,
the other by choice.

I worry about
wearing out my welcome,
but wonder if maybe
our mutual sharing
is helpful.
She can vent to me
about exactly
what’s going on,
maybe in some way
she doesn’t talk
to anyone else.

we weep
and hold on

Poem Worthy Cradle Moon: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 30, 2017

orange cradle moon nesting a star, Springville, Utah January 2017

orange cradle moon nesting a star, Springville, Utah January 2017

When such a gorgeous/
orange cradle moon nests a/
star, it’s poem worthy.

I’m Becoming Okay With Me: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

November 17, 2016

You have to stand up /
or your own insanity,/
‘cuz no one else will.
Proudly wearing my Cheesehead, convertible top down, on I-15 -- standing for my own insanity!

Update: Revolutionary Pre-Inauguration Day Revelation

November 14, 2016

I wrote this nearly 8 years ago, after President Obama’s Inauguration.
My feelings are even deeper now … AND I’ve (finally) added a video of my performance at Seattle City Council’s Words Worth, August, 2010.
Original poem and performance