Posts Tagged ‘daughters’

Shocked Blonde And Dancing Daughters: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Sonnet

January 12, 2014

She danced with her daughters/
who had glasses like mine./
We all looked divine/
as we chugged bottled water.

We rocked to music nobody knew,/
But we all had fun,/
From me old, to them young,/
Groovin’ on ballads and classic with some Krew.

She and her daughters were all eclectic,/
With shocked hair white,/
and spangled bands shining bright,/
Moving to beats electric.

And I promised I’d write her a poem;/
A Sonnet about being a poet alone,/

(But this ain’t it.)

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Three Women on a Couch at Starbucks: Revolutionary IMprov Blog Haiku

January 17, 2011

Sisters and daughters./

Moms real and in embryo./

Most of all, just friends.