New Life Chapter(s) : Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

The relief that comes/
when starting a new chapter/
in life raises you.

Elevating Boring Fridays: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

It’s sad that I’m an/
old dad and can’t lift your strife/
with some social life.

A Creative’s Highest And Greatest Good: Revolutionary Email Sonnet

What is, as a creative,
my highest and greatest good?
Is it to feed the impoverished natives?
Or make their plight understood?

Or is it to elevate
the souls of men
with turns of phrases I create
which no one else will or can?

To lift, to raise ever higher
their feelings, joy and rapture?
To enlighten, move to action, and inspire
by seeing and saying what most can’t capture?

Isn’t this the creative’s highest call?
To observe and reveal grand visions to all?