Posts Tagged ‘coffeehouse’

Poem Number 1700- The Subject: Revolutionary IMprov Poetry

May 8, 2011

Two years ago,
in a funky,
garden-based;
coffee shop,
you listened,
looked deep
at me,
and said:
“Never again
say
“I think
I am
a poet”.

You are.
Accept
and share
your gift.”

Do you remember?
I do.

Since then,
I’ve believed you.

It is late.
The thumbnail moon
is setting
into the waters
of a central Wisconsin lake,
“Winneconne”,
“Gathering of the Waters”.

My words
have gathered
20000 views.

Sunrise.
Moonrise.
Sunset.
Moonset.
But stars
and night,
and light
and day
stay
eternal
as words.

And you,
mentor,
teacher,
guide,
are the subject
of poem number
1700.

The creative
inspired
in me
honors
the creative
inspiration
from you.

Thank you.

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What To Eat When We First Meet: Revolutionary IMprov Poem

October 7, 2010

Every date comes complete/
with the question of what to eat/
when we first meet.

We could go in earlier;/
check out dives near the theater./
There’s always Thai/
that we could try./
Or good BBQ,/
Or hamburgers, too!

We could hop /
to a local coffee shop,/
or even Starbucks,/
Seattles Best, or Tully’s (yuck!)

We could park it/
by the local market,/
and in their food case see/
if there’s weird salads or pitas in their deli./
And we could sit out (unless it’s cold and dark)/
and munch /
our lunch /
in the local urban park.

Or head to the nearby /
giant court of food!/
So many choices to try! /
And they’re all good!/

OR we could just/
avoid all the fuss/
you and me/
and eat each other’s /
energy.