Archive for the ‘Revolutionary Blogging Poetry’ Category

Cold May Day: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Lament Poem

May 1, 2017

May Day
always
was,
in every way,
bright and cheerful and
colored with blossoms
from our yard.

Roses.
Lilacs.
Dogwoods.
Camellias
Kornblumen.
Straw Flowers.
Daisies.
Periwinkle.
Rosemary.
Lavender.
Camomille.
Sage.
Mint.
Grape Hyacinths.
Sometimes even late tulips
and plum blossoms.

Full bouquets,
ding-dong-ditched
on doorsteps
for the neighborhood,
for children’s teachers
— piano, dance, acting, spiritual
and intellectual —
and scholastic staff.

Surprises
for them
and us.
Messages
of love
and remembrance
and appreciation.

But children grow up
and teachers grow old
and people move away
and on,
and invitations
for the next generation
are forgotten,
and friendships
are dissolved
or wither
and die
from lack of care
or abuse.

This year,
our last here,
blossoms are few.
There is a cold,
constant rain,
and even if there were flowers,
there would be few to
grant bouquets to.

Sorrow permeates
this day,
our last May Day
here in this
botanical wonderland,
where everything grows
and blooms
and thrives
except cacti
and prickly pear.
Ironic that,
as our time here
dies,
Spring is so slow
to arrive.

I would take a photo
of the late dogwood blossoms
and the just-emerging,
faintly-scented lilacs,
but my battery
just died.

Marriage Is What: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

April 10, 2017

I grew tired of folks/
claiming I was avoiding,/
so I proposed twice.

What’s Narcissism? Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

March 4, 2017

If I hear advice/
from a higher source, is it/
true narcissism?

The Message Gets Out: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

March 4, 2017

Some criticized what/
I wrote. Was I wrong? One said/
it brought peace. Inspired.

It’s My Blog — I’ll Self-Aggrandize If I Want To: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku Lament

March 3, 2017

Almost all I post/
on my blog can be thought self-/
aggrandizement. Und?

Caught Two-Handed: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku Lament

February 22, 2017

Not everyone will/
appreciate my topless/
I-15 dancing.
Here’s the video: https://youtu.be/SpS1EOR5kU0
I-15 Topless Dancer, Feb 2017

Glad For Strong Teeth: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

January 3, 2017

When Dad leaves lic’rice/
out, beware of biting black/
magic marker caps.Black licorice and a black magic marker cap, Jan. 2017

Connecting To Jazz Greats: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

December 19, 2016

Downbeat blues* to learn/
dad’s aunt taught Woody Herman./
He was a sour note.
OR
*Strange downbeat

Smart Car Bump: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

December 12, 2016

Be careful driving/
Smart Cars. Hitting cig butts will/
feel like ramming curbs.

Unexpected Library Serenade: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

November 19, 2016

I expected a/
quiet library, but loved/
ukulele songs!
Ukuleles Unexpectedly at the Springville Library -- Nov. 2016
Springville Library Ukulele Teacher