Seeking strength,
I went to my Temple.
Upstairs,
the signal
was never strong.
But today,
when I needed it most,
it was five bars,
loud and clear.
I sat,
by myself,
in my corridor,
(having met Santa twice already),
and connected
more than I have in awhile.
Soon,
after being surrounded
by art
(Russian Impressionism),
tuba,
Utah Lake mud tile,
and children,
I will go find milk
and a cookie.
This is worship.
This is connection.
This is receiving
the signal
at the Temple.
Posts Tagged ‘cookie’
Signal Strength: Revolutionary Blogging Poem
December 17, 2014Tags:art, children, connect, connected, cookie, CyranoWriter, Kuhns, milk, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, rhythm, Russian Impressionism, Santa, Springville Museum of Art, strong signal, tile, tuba, Utah Lake mud, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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Cookie Niche: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
May 10, 2014
Finding our niche is/
like finding a cookie. What/
that means I don’t know.*
OR
*me don’t know!
Tags:cookie, CyranoWriter, deep thought, finding our niche, haiku, I don't know what that means, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, niche, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, what does that mean, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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How Real Men Show Love: Romantic IMprov Haiku
February 15, 2014A man who bakes his/
love cookies to adorn her/
tiara, shows love.
Tags:adorn, bakes cookies, cookie, CyranoWriter, haiku, her tiara, His Love, how a man shows love, IMprov haiku, IMprov Poetry, Kuhns, man, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, romance poetry, romantic, romantic poetry, show love, tiara, www.cyranowriter.com
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