Impressing Women: Romantic ConTEXTing Free Verse

Executive jets
To desert
desserts
mean nichts to her.

Instead,
gazebo waltzes
and
rolling down hills
feed her soul
and
let her fantasies
take flight.

No Horse In The Desert, She: Romantic IMprov Free Verse Poem

In a desert,
some guy —
I don’t remember his name —
was singing
about a horse
in a desert.

We danced in the desert,
but no equine, she.
So I watched
and saw
what she
and others
could not:

Her luscious pink lips,
parted slightly in a smile,
the gentle curve of her body
as it swayed to and fro
to the music
while her hair,
waved back and forth
as though a blonde mane
caught in a mid-summer’s desert
not sirocco
evening breeze.

The sparkle and laughter of her eyes
as they caught
and reflected
and augmented
the spotlights.

The brilliance of her smile
exposed,
as she laughed with youthful glee,
recalling perhaps
those teenage years
when she first danced
in mid-America
to that song.

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America Encore July 1972-2015: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Free Verse Poem

I knew the song well,
well before I saw it,
saw the title, first,
carved deep
in an old wood school desk
in the gable room
of my historic fachwerk church
in the heart of Cream City.

Each time
through the decades,
I heard about
the desert that had turned to sea,
I thought of that pen-rutted,
scarred wood,
revelation writing,
hinged desk top.

Will that still be
my embedded memory
now that I’ve seen,
second,
decades later,
in the desert,
the no-named
equine tribute
live?

Feeling Thirsty: Romantic Improv Haiku

Each second with her/
is like a drop of rain in/
a hot, dry desert.

Lots Of Earth, But No Water: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

On Earth Day, how sad/
to discover that all my/
tomato plants died.

The Desert Needed More Snow Pack: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

It’s cold and rainy./
The snow elevation drops./
Let farmers rejoice!

Dark Desert Highway Binocular Road Signs: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

The binocular/
road sign means nothing out here/
in the dark desert.
OR

Binocular view/
road signs mean nothing on a/
dark desert highway.

Desert Trinity: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

If you look closely,/
You can find the Trinity/
everywhere you gaze.

Distant Cottonwood Views: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

Fall cottonwood views/
— one desert, one lakeshore — still/
connected their lives.

Reading Scriptures Again: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When you wander the/
desert and find water, it’s/
good…if you’re alive.
OR
Wandering in the/
desert lets you love water …/
if you’re still alive.
Or
… if you have survived.