Posts Tagged ‘friend’

Farewell My Dear Laughing Friend: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

October 5, 2017

Friends and Christus Farewell old young friend./
I will miss your laugh and love /
but you’re not bound now.

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Showing Love By Greeting Strangers: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 14, 2017

Kids gripe I talk to/
strangers. I’ve learned that shows love/
the Wisconsin way.

Embrace A Strange Place: Revolutionary ImproVerse Prose

January 11, 2017

A friend was going to a Polynesian island with a man she barely knew and his family. She said “I’m a bit afraid. I’m going to be surrounded by strangers, in a foreign country, with a man I don’t know.”
Since she is from Oklahoma, I reminded her what that state’s native son, Will Rogers, said: “A stranger is just a friend I haven’t met yet.”
Then I said:
When you get to the country, that new place, go, go out onto the beach, or in the woods, or a garden, or even on your balcony. Stand and face the rising or the setting sun, or the stars, or the moon, or the cloudy sky. Face the heavens.
Put your bare feet apart slightly wider than your shoulders. If you’re on the beach, put your feet in the sand, right where the waves spend their last bit of energy, where the seafoam and the wet sand moves beneath your toes and embraces your feet.
Tilt your head back to find the sun or the light or the sky. Feel the air. Close your eyes.
Raise both your arms out sideways, hands toward the light and sky, palms out, fingers spread wide, hands slightly higher than your shoulders, as though you were giving an old friend a huge hug. Breathe deep, in through your mouth and nose, deeply, and feel the vibe, the flow, of the place you are in. Connect, deeply. Open your mouth and OMMMM or YAWP or vocalize in the harmonic you feel.
As you feel the air, the wind, sense the scents, maybe wrap your arms gently but firmly around the Spirit you feel, cradle it, embrace it.
There is a certain spirit, harmonic, note in each place. Each place on earth has a unique feel, a special, sacred note. Just as a musical note sounds different played by trombone, piano, organ, clarinet or harmonica, so is the earth’s song the same, yet different in each place.
You can be jarred by it, because it doesn’t feel like where YOU are from, but if you reach out and embrace it, hear it feel it touch it, introduce yourself to it, and be introduced to it, you will connect with it. When you do, that foreign country, that new place, will become part of you, and you will become part of it. You will not be a stranger in a strange land, but an honored and welcome friend the land hadn’t met yet.
And you’ll understand why the natives are smiling.”

Knowing Who I Am: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

April 2, 2016

Who am I? Father,/
son, friend, writer. Above all,/
I’m a Child of God.

Friend Zone Relegation: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

August 17, 2015

Her “kinda seeing/
someone” means although they’ll change,/
she’ll never know me.

Perspective — His Friend Had A Stroke: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 1, 2015

The most important/
Game of the year and one huge/
Fan doesn’t care much.

Dump Your Escape Plan: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

November 7, 2014

Life IS sometimes tough./
But nuke your escape plan and/
make one to live by.

That Friend God Sent: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

May 20, 2014

He’d made her some burnt/
gluten-free rhubarb desert,/
but now writes her poems.
OR
He’d made her some burnt/
rice-flour rhubarb desert, but/
now just writes her poems.

Which Way Should I Turn? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

March 27, 2014

Happy, she leaned in/
to give me a kiss. Which way/
should I turn my head?

How Am I? Call Me: Romantic IMprov Haiku

February 20, 2014

I thought we were past/
being just Facebook friends. She/
has my phone number.