Verse Cooked Out: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

He worked on the dock,/
bolting down slats in the sun./
His verse was cooked out.

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Unseen Sunsets Are Still There: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

The first thunderstorm
has passed.
The next one,
slated for post-dusk,
is gathering.

In the peaceful
interlude
I sit on the dock,
overlook the lake,
and snap yet another
Wisconsin lake
sunset photograph.

This one, though,
is dark.
Grey-blue.
Little light.
Post-storm.
Eerie,
and yet ….

I send the grainy snapshot
to those who have appreciated
past captured sunsets.
Used to
bright,
vibrant,
orange-yellow-red-blue-teal-cottonwhite-peach-salmon-rose-rust
color-streaked skies
and clouds swirled together
like neopolitan ice cream
or saltwater taffy,
most see
nothing.
Just a black rectangle
with a glimmer of blue.
“Where is what?!?” they ask.
“I don’t see it!” they say.

Though different,
cold,
grey,
this, too,
captures and feels/
the way a sunset should:/
Peaceful.
Calm.
Contemplative.
Restful.
Respectful.
Introspective,
capturing the day’s
gentle,
soft mood,
with just enough light
to let hope
rush through the night
toward a new day.

Dad’s Bench, My Labor, God’s Sunset, Mom: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Dozens of butts will/
sit on a wood bench I built,/
watch sunsets God made.

December On The Water: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

Lake Winneconne Dock

New snow, winter warmth,/
sunshine and clear waters call: /
One last canoe trip.

Steps To Baptism: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

There are many steps/
which lead to your baptism./
Some you must install.

ALSO (Because these two poems sort of go together):
18:09 — Making An Entrance: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

In order to make/
an entrance, first I had to/
put in the staircase.

The Pull Of The Lake: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

If the dock were still/
out or the shore were of sand,/
I would skinny-dip.

Lake Late Fall Preparation: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

The dock and boats are/
in for the winter. I wish/
she was in my arms.

Late fall lake preparations: Romantic improverse haiku

The dock and boats are/
In for the winter. I wish/
She was in my arms.

The Last Sunset: Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku

Tonight is the last/
sunset from the dock. I know/
there’s always next year.

You Asked What I’d Like: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

Someone to stand on/
the dock and watch the crashing/
storm with would be nice.