Posts Tagged ‘ImproVerse haiku’
March 22, 2018
I was her Big Hunk./
Now I’m another’s, so I’ll /
eat and forget it.
Tags:Big Hunk, eat it, forget her, forget it, haiku, I'm another's, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, moving on, old girlfriend, poems, poet David Kuhns, romance poetry, romantic poetry, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 19, 2018
When you trim away/
the garbage, you can see the/
beauty more clearly.
Tags:CyranoWriter, Eastern Redbud, garbage, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, junk tree, Kuhns, pink blossom, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, privet, see beauty, trim garbage, trim shrub, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 17, 2018
She’s deep in her phone/
at sunset. Pink Floyd plays: “How/
I wish you were here.”
Tags:CyranoWriter, deep in her phone, Emotional poetry, haiku, hurting, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, looking down, missing sunset, no connection, no discussion, Pink Floyd, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetic Lament, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, wish you were here, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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February 25, 2018
My daughter explores
everything. Did I show her,/
or did* she teach me?
OR
or does she teach me?
#ExploreEverything
#DaddyDaughter
Tags:abandoned building, creative kid, CyranoWriter, daddy daughter, daughter, deep child, Emotional poetry, explore, explore everything, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Instagram, Kuhns, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, she teaches me, who is the teacher, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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February 25, 2018
Wherever there’s trust, /
doubt also appears. Expect/
it, then ignore doubt.
Tags:CyranoWriter, Doubt, doubt your doubts, expect doubt, haiku, ignore doubt, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, trust, trust your trust, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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January 1, 2018
Black-eyed peas, pecan/
pie, and Dawg’s win for New Year’s./
Welcome to Dixie!
Tags:black-eyed peas, CyranoWriter, Dawgs win, Dixie, Dixie land, first New Year's, G-Dawgs, Georgia Bulldogs, good eatin', good New Year, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, New Year's in Dixie, pecan pie, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, relocate, revolutionary poetry, Rose Bowl, The South, welcome to Dixie, www.cyranowriter.com
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January 1, 2018
New Year’s Black-Eyed Peas/
plus Wisconsin bacon ends: /
Merging 2 great tastes.
Tags:best black-eyed peas ever, black-eyed peas, CyranoWriter, haiku, Held's bacon ends, Held's Meat, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, New Year's tradition, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, two great tastes, www.cyranowriter.com
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January 1, 2018
Move to new climates/
and you may see different and/
strange ice formations.
*For a better description of Ice Flowers, refer to Dr. James Carter, Illinois State University, http://my.ilstu.edu/~jrcarter/ice/flowers/ this article.
Tags:Chickamauga National Battleground, CyranoWriter, Frostweed, haiku, ice collar, ice flower, ice formation, ice segregation, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, Land of ice and snow, new climate, northwest Georgia, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, strange ice formation, Verbesina virginica, White Crownbeard, wildflower, www.cyranowriter.com
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December 21, 2017
A double-bit ax,
flannel shirt, dog, and my own/
Christmas tree. Life’s good.
Tags:Christmas in Dixie, Christmas tree, cutting my own Christmas tree, CyranoWriter, dog, double-bit ax, flannel, Griswald Family Christmas Tree, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, life's good, my land, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, Southern Christmas, www.cyranowriter.com
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November 20, 2017
When I can see my/
breath inside, but can’t feel my/
toes, it’s just like home!
Tags:can't feel my toes, Cold inside, CyranoWriter, frost on the lawn, growing up in Wisconsin, haiku, home in Wisconsin, ImproVerse haiku, is it winter yet?, just like home, Kuhns, morning chill, no heat, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, see my breath, www.cyranowriter.com
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When you trim away/
My daughter explores
New Year’s Black-Eyed Peas/
Move to new climates/
A double-bit ax,