To My Daughter Visiting Her Grandpa’s Gravesite: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

In your times of grief,/
though I wasn’t there, you were/
always in my prayers.

Writing Words Of Comfort: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I thought perhaps my/
words could enfold and comfort/
her in her pained grief.

So Much Creativity: Romantic Blogging IMprov Sonnet

It will be strange to see,
at day’s end,
rhymes and lines of so much creativity
honestly emoting again.

To know of the fantasies
that were, throughout the day,
laid down in visions and dreams
because a romantic had something to say.

To read of the beliefs
he allowed himself to feel,
but at the end see the griefs
he could no longer conceal.

And then to learn, as day faded to night,
it was mused deception. Out goes his light.

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