Posts Tagged ‘ImproVerse haiku’
June 18, 2019
I waste so much time/
on Facebook, but how else would/
I ever learn news?
Tags:CyranoWriter, Emotional poetry, Facebook, fake news, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, learn real news, meme news, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetic Lament, social media drain, time wasting, waste time, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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June 9, 2019
They are gone, all gone.
First two, then all. Our great joy
turns into sorrow.
Tags:chicken coop, CyranoWriter, dead chicken, Emotional poetry, empty coop, farm life, fresh eggs, haiku, hurting, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetic Lament, racoon, revolutionary poetry, rural life, sorrow, weasel, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 30, 2019
When you’re trying to/
start, push in the clutch and brake./
Make sure you’ve got fuel.
OR
When you’re trying to /
start, push in the clutch, then make/
sure your gas tank’s full.
Tags:CyranoWriter, haiku, IMprov Poetry, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, no fuel, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, rting, start my lawnmower, starting my lawnmower, trying to start, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 26, 2019
Who needs a pickup/
truck when you’ve got a couple
of convertibles?
Tags:carpet hauler, convertible, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, kayak hauler, Kuhns, pickup truck, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, ragtop, who needs a pickup truck?, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 26, 2019
Today I turned off/
the screaming guitar to hear/
morning birds instead.
Tags:bird song, birds, CyranoWriter, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, listen, morning sounds, poems, poet David Kuhns, revolutionary poetry, rock music, screaming guitar, turn off the radio, www.cyranowriter.com
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July 8, 2018
My satisfaction/
grows with each pizza topping/
fresh from my garden.
Tags:basil, CyranoWriter, feta cheese, fresh from my garden, fresh garden veggies, garden satisfaction, haiku, I like my garden, ImproVerse haiku, pesto, Pizza, poems, poet David Kuhns, revolutionary poetry, satisfaction grows, www.cyranowriter.com
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July 1, 2018
Head into the field/
after summer rain. Reap sweet/
rewards for your pain.
Tags:blackberry cobbler, blackberry thorn, CyranoWriter, field, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, Nature's Guys, pain, poems, poet David Kuhns, revolutionary poetry, rhyme, rhyming haiku, summer rain, sweet reward, thorns have blackberries
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May 20, 2018
I pray and ask God/
“What should I do?” The answer/
is always just “Love.”
#LightTheWorldNow #BuildTheKingdom
Tags:ask God, Build The Kingdom, CyranoWriter, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Just love, Kuhns, Light The World Now, love, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, the answer is Love, what should I do?, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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May 20, 2018
Torn tendons. Torqued back./
Bruised wrist. Blisters. Bad eyes. Scouts,/
yard work, or marriage?
Tags:Boy Scouts, bruised body, busted up body, CyranoWriter, falling apart, haiku, hurt, hurting, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, marriage, old age, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, too young to be this old, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com, yard work
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March 26, 2018
When you must prove all/
you say, you begin to doubt/
everything you’ve heard.
Tags:CyranoWriter, distrust, don't believe everything, Doubt, doubt everything, doubt it!, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, poems, poet David Kuhns, prove everything, prove it, skeptical, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com, you doubt
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Head into the field/