Fading Dreams: Romantic IMprov Haiku

My dreams are fading,/
melting like the blizzard’s snow/
‘neath Spring’s warm sunshine.

Why I’m Not At Open Mic: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick

Supping on crawfish etoufee’/
I think of poet friends far away./
They stand alone./
Tomorrow I head home,/
though a blizzard’s heading my way.

Wisconsin Blizzard Tomatoes: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Just in my home state/
would I buy potted veggie/
plants in a blizzard.

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Camouflaged Utah Drivers: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Utah drivers like/
camoflague so much they turn/
off lights in blizzards.

Blizzard Time: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

That half hour extra/
doesn’t matter much when you/
drive in a blizzard.

Convertible Cottonwood Blizzard: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Parking my ragtop/
under cottonwoods creates/
a blizzard inside.

Choices We Make: Revolutionary Email Sonnet

Today I faced a choice
of doing something I really wanted to,
but I listened to my inner voice
and elected to not see you.
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Instead I’ll be with my folks,
probably watching a football game.
It’s really no joke;
It’s not really the same.
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But my dad and grandpa
went to the NFL’s Ice Bowl.
The greatest game ever they saw;
16 below, in a Green Bay blizzard of snow.
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The last football game my grandpa would attend.
Sometimes we don’t know how our choices will end.

December Afternoon Weather Report: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Wisconsin: Blizzard./
Seattle? Flooding and rain./
Me? Sunny 54!