Posts Tagged ‘fly’

Free Bird Fly Guy: Romantic Live Improv Haiku

June 23, 2017

It’s fantastic* when/
she says that, because of you,/
she can be herself.

*OR
*means so much
*moves to tears

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Spiderweb On The Lakefront — For Olivia: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

June 3, 2016

I’m glad for spiders./
Webs catch flies and mosquitoes,/
but NOT screaming girls.

Why Be You? Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

May 16, 2016

She, alone, stood
and, debating her own best good,
faced down the gaping abyss
of conscious solo loneliness.

She knew another decision would
be, by others, easily understood
if she, reconsidering, stepped back;
let herself be lead down a different track.

She could easily hike hand in hand
through life’s journey with a man
who had never truly got
the greater knowledge and light she sought.

But she turned her vision to a loftier view;
Spread forth her arms, lept out, and flew.

New Possibilities At Sunset: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

December 31, 2013

Running in the Surf with Seagulls, Venice Beach at SunsetOn a perfectly/
sunseted beach, we’re flying/
into the New Year.

Plane Moon Pain: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

September 19, 2013

I never fly wing./
Tonight I had to. There she/
shone, full of mem’ries.

1 a.m. Approach Into SLC: Romantic Rhyming ConTEXTing Haiku

January 25, 2013

I wonder if you/
saw me wave at you as I/
flew over your head.

When Your Wings Get Clipped: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

January 6, 2013

When your wings get clipped,/
though you don’t know why, you still/
want to try to fly.

Lightening Fast Honkers: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

September 10, 2012

Geese fly fast in the/
howling lightning storm, honking/
power and freedom.

OR
Geese flying into/
the teeth of a lightning storm/
look free and … (no words).

OR
Geese fly into the/
howling teeth of a lightning /
storm. Power. Freedom.

Two Old Cranes’ View Of Life: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Sonnet

July 27, 2012

Life lessons from two old cranes: Happy AnniversaryTwo old cranes /
strolled calmly down the street./
I thought it somewhat strange /
that they wandered on their feet.

They could soar on mighty wings,/
not on legs thin as rails./
But they were examining things/
close-up; exploring details.

They oozed curious serenity/
as they strolled along their way./
These two old cranes taught me plenty/
of how to approach my day.

Two old, calm cranes, enjoying life together, leisurely.
They reminded me of you: Happy Anniversary!

Why Fear I To Fly? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

July 25, 2012

Why fear I to fly?/
It’s not that I’ll die. I’m scared/
of the long goodbye.