Archive for the ‘Revolution email Poetry’ Category

Upon Thinking On A Deep Funk: Revolutionary Email Free Verse Lament

November 2, 2018

Her creativity,
this evening’s music muse,
wafts like a late autumn breeze
out her door,
down the hallway,
to my ears.
Peace.

My oldest creation,
son,
and his creation,
my granddaughter,
gaze,
smiling,
from my screensaver.
Joy.

Yet I,
creative meistro
sitting on a hickory’d hill,
fall’s colored leaves
glowing in the sunset;
bright moon and stars
gleaming in the dark
rural’d night,
haven’t written
for daze.
Weeks.
Blank.

Work,
government linguistics,
leaky doors,
amityville horror phermone’d bugs,
busted lights,
stalled furnaces,
all beyond the grasp
of my repair.
Guilt.

Gardens unharvested;
tall fall grasses
in the front yard
unburned,
failed wildflower experiments
where there once was so much
promise.
Melancholy.

All around me,
there is paper
and hundreds of shades
of different hues,
muse,
notes,
thousands of words
i could use.
Yet none come.
Funk.

What to do.
What to do?
Do.
Perhaps
creativity
will drop
like dew
when I do.
And I’ll rinse my face
and cleanse my soul
and refresh my heart
and free my mind.

It’s worth a try.

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Good Intentions With Silence: Revolutionary Email Haiku

May 20, 2018

T’was my intention/
to write another poem. I’m/
not sure what to say.

Where Under The DaVinci Sun (aka It’ly!?! Who’s in It’ly?!?) Revolutionary Email Haiku

April 14, 2018

I’ve watched her grow,up,/
spread her wings, fly, fly away!/
Can she suggest where?

When The Art Museum Is Empty, It’s Enough: Revolutionary Email Sonnet

November 30, 2016

When the art museum is empty,
and its gifts are mine to own,
I wander through halls of beauty
and ponder being alone.

Surrounded by creativity
and others’ visionary views,
I think in artistic silence
and dance solo with the Muse.

My heart is never heavy
as I view creation’s light,
where each unique gallery
helps set my world aright.

Would it be better to have someone else near?
Perhaps. But tonight, it’s just me who’s here.

When Is A Selfie Not: Revolutionary Email Haiku

June 4, 2016

If you take photos/
with someone else in the pics,/
are they true selfies?

A Sonnet To White House Burgers: Revolutionary Email Sonnet

June 1, 2016

Some thought them lowly burgers,/
but the company they kept/
elevated these patties much higher/
than any cow had ever lept.

Over the moon they flew,/
then back upon dinner plates./
Cheeses! Cheddar, Swiss or bleu!/
Seasoned to the taste.

The decor is historic/
in this intimate dining pub./
Yet at this lake aire White House/
the food is never called “grub”.

Whether in garden room, bar, or dining nook/
this cuisine gives a break you’ll be glad you took.*
OR
*this cuisine deserves a closer look.

Optimism Personified: Revolutionary Email Haiku

May 31, 2016

The glass is half full./
The sun is always either/
rising or setting.
OR

The sun is always/
either rising or setting./
My glass is half full.

Making Creative Choices: Revolutionary Email Rhyming Haiku

May 14, 2016

He had the chance to/
meet and woo, but instead chose/
to create more verse.

I Believe You Will Succeed: Revolutionary Email Haiku

April 27, 2016

I believe in you/
because I know you DO try.
I know you’ll succeed!

OR
Because I believe/
in you, because I know you/
try, you will succeed!