Posts Tagged ‘hear’

Why Hearers and Dancers? Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

June 22, 2017

Some make music. Some/
hear. Few dance. If not for those/
few, why make music?

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Voices: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

May 31, 2014

She claims I have too/
many voices in my head./
Maybe she should leave.

When Someone Says “I Love You”: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

May 5, 2014

I finally hear what/
I’ve yearned to hear my whole life./
Now I’m scared to death.

Or
And I’m not ready.

Avoiding The Noise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 21, 2014

There was so much noise/
I couldn’t hear what I should/
Do for me. She could.

Hear Her “No.” — Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

December 8, 2013

When I ask many/
times, and she says no, I should/
accept her answer.
OR

If I ask and she/
says no to me but yes to/
others, I should hear*.

*learn.

Sweet Background Noise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 25, 2013

Sometimes I call my/
ex just to hear my daughter’s/
laugh in the background.

Endearing Hearing: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

January 5, 2013

When you yearn to hear/
from someone dear, hearing their/
voice is no bother.

OR

When you yearn to hear/
from someone dear, their voice is/
never a bother.

Check Out Of The World’s Hotel With Me: Romantic ImproVerse Freestyle Poem

December 28, 2012

If you take words/
and thoughts,
and ideas,
and feelings
that the world speaks
and thinks,
and apply them
to what I say,
I can see
how my words
could be misconstrued.
I can see
how you could misunderstand
my intent.
I can see
that I could not be
the type of man
you would want
to be around.

Please understand that,
sometimes,
I forget to live
in the world.
Sometimes, I forget
the way the world is
and what they say
and what they think
and what they feel
and the ideas they have.

Please understand that,
sometimes,
in my naïveté,
I say things
from my heart
that mean,
to me,
something very different
than what the world’s
words
would mean.

Please believe
my sincerity,
my honesty,
and my good intent.
When you think
that I am saying
what the world says,
take a moment,
ponder,
and think of how different I am
than the world.
Then you’ll hear
what I say,
and know
what I mean.

Your Christmas Gift, Part 2: Revolutionary Blogging Poem

December 24, 2012

Read
my words.
Hear
my voice.
Remember
feelings
I wove
through your life
with thoughts,
touch,
smell,
sound,
taste,
and every
sensory
perception
possible.

Count the bubbles.
Feel the goo.
Recall how
you were lifted,
elevated,
made to feel
and laugh
again.

You’re gone:
Out of touch.
Out of reach.
But not out of mind.

So, this Christmas,
all I can give you
is what I gave you.
I only ask
that you
remember.

Glad Alone: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

December 23, 2012

high clouds, sunrise, lonely ranch road, new snow, Ephraim, UtahThis morning, alone,/
everything I see and hear/
fills me with gladness.