Grandmothers Always Care: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Her grandson stood clothed/
in holy robes. She stood and/
watched attentively.

Seeing Hidden Nature: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

I’m grateful for a/
Dad and Grandma who helped me/
see hidden nature.

Recognizing A Grandmother’s Help: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I know you weren’t called/
out in your daughter’s blog but/
I know you’re needed.
OR
Maybe she wasn’t/
mentioned in her daughter’s blog./
They know she’s vital.

Bountiful Grandmother’s Birthday: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

To one I don’t know,/
yet for whom feelings flow, I /
say: “Happy Birthday!”

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Does Grandma have to hear? No!/ Letting go/ of an Oma/ in a Coma: A revolutionary conTEXTing poem

The context of this? A friend’s grandmother was lingering, dying but not willing to leave. I wrote my friend the following conTEXTing poem. When she wrote back “I thought she had to hear; she’s in a coma!” I responded with the story of MY grandmother’s death, where I was the only one with her. I whispered “Grandma, I love you. It’s okay to go now.'” And she passed away. I texted my friend as she watched over her grandmother: “It’s soul communication. Not loud. Love.”

Did you whisper/

softly to her:/

“Grandma, it’s okay to go/

We can take care/

of ourselves/

you know”./

But sometimes they dont/

know it’s ok,/

so they won’t/

go away.