Posts Tagged ‘dance’

You Might Not Remember, But I Was There — ImproVerse Free Verse Birthday Letter

July 31, 2019

My first born son -- I was there-- July 82
Good morning, my first born.
I know it’s early,
just like it was years ago,
but I wanted to let you know that I am here.
Just like I was there then.

Your mother had worked so hard,
and it was painful,
and she was exhausted.
So she smiled tenderly at you,
said “Hello, little one!”,
and held you awhile.

Then she handed you to me,
and she drifted off to sleep,
to get much-needed rest.

How I loved you!
How glad I am that I had the chance
that few fathers have.
I got to hold you for a while,
right after you were born.
I was there.

That seems to be the way it was,
wasn’t it, for years?
I was there.
No Harry Chapin song
(Cat’s in the Cradle)
applied.

Because of the work I chose,
I was there
when you caught your first football
at six months old
in the Johnny Jump-up.

I was there for your first day of school,
and your first church talk,
and your first overnight camping trip.
And when you stole home with the go-ahead run
in the championship Kirkland National Little League game,
I was there as your third base coach.

I was there
for your soccer games,
and your rocket reports,
and your problems,
and your triumphs,
and your blessings,
and your first fish,
and your first dance,
and your first car,
and your Eagle Scout award,
(and all that led up to it!),
and your graduations,
and your first trip to college,
and on
and on
and on.
I was there,
always so proud of you.
I still am.

Now you’re a father yourself!
You’re far away.
And it may not seem like I am there,
but you are always in my thoughts
and my prayers.
Just as you’ve always been,
and always will be.

And I always want to be there,
if not with you,
then at least for you.
Happy birthday, Itty Bitty Kristian!
I love you.
Love, Dad.

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Dance At Last: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

October 2, 2017

At last. She might be/
the one when she asks YOU to /
dance out in public!

Dancing With Myself Dislike: Romantic Blogging Haiku Lament

July 21, 2017

Going to concerts/
solo reminds me how much/
I hate loneliness.

Firefly Fireworks Substitute: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 21, 2017

I was going to/
watch fireworks, then decided/
to watch fireflies dance.
OR
I was gonna watch/
fireworks fly, then decided/
to watch fireflies work.

My Heart of Rock n’ Roll’s Still Beatin’! Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

July 12, 2017

Will I bring a chair?/
NO! I’ll dance, swear: “My heart of/
rock and roll still beats.”

Barefoot Desert Dancing Beach Boy: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 19, 2017

MDancing barefoot in the desert on SoDa Row to a Beach Boys tribute band June 2017y feet are cracked. Pain./
It’s what you get from dancing/
Barefoot in deserts.

Ironic Singles Dance Rock: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 15, 2017

It’s hard going to /
singles’ dances and hearing/

    Somebody to Love.

Making Choices And Being Responsible: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

May 12, 2017

Many folks want me/
to go dance tonight, but I’ve/
too much to do. Choice.

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