Posts Tagged ‘kids’
October 2, 2017
That moment when you/
aren’t sure your kids are safe, and/
then learn they are. Tears.
#PrayForVegas #ParentsWorry #VictimsAreSomeonesKids
Tags:children, CyranoWriter, Emotional poetry, glad they're safe, haiku, kids, Kuhns, older kids, parents still worry, parents worry, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, pray for Vegas, reaction, revolutionary poetry, safety, Vegas shooting, www.cyranowriter.com
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December 5, 2014
Maybe it’s not trains./
Maybe it’s just children and/
windows. They’ll always look.
Tags:children, curiousity, CyranoWriter, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, kids, Kuhns, looking out the window, plane, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, train, windows, www.cyranowriter.com
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November 20, 2014
Parents who complain/
about their kids bugging them/
aren’t empty nesters.
Tags:bug mom, bugging me, CyranoWriter, Emotional poetry, empty nester, haiku, hurting, IMprov haiku, IMprov Poetry, kids, Kuhns, late at night, miss my children, no kids at home, parents, poems, poet David Kuhns, revolutionary poetry, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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November 2, 2014
I came home with just/
one sock. I hope her mom or/
kids don’t find the mate.
Tags:CyranoWriter, don't find the mate, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, kids, Kuhns, matching socks, missing a sock mate, mom, one sock, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, romance poetry, romantic, romantic poetry, sock mate, where's my sock?, www.cyranowriter.com
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October 8, 2014
We threw milkweed pods/
and our hands in the air, and/
laughed like kids. They are.
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How this haiku happened: Someone posted a Meme saying: “You’re never childless, when you have a Husband”. I responded:
“This was offensive to me… until I started to look at it in a positive light.
Yes, I do act like a child sometimes. Maybe often.
This morning I turned off the bathroom lights and took a shower in the dark to the light of the setting full moon.
Yesterday my great-nephew and niece and I “put our hands in the air” and danced driving in my convertible all the way through town.
I bring home the bacon and am responsible (I have a mortgage that’s nearly paid off), but have a child-like glee in life. I’m kind, tender-hearted, and like to make jokes and have fun.
I’ll play in the sand with Tonka trucks, and stop to look at a bug on a sunflower.
Yesterday I showed these kids about milkweed pods, and as we drove away, we threw parachutes to the sky and giggled when they swirled around our heads in the wind vortex my ragtop-down created.
“For such is the Kingdom of Heaven”, Jesus said.
Maybe that’s not a bad thing.
Tags:blogging haiku, convertible, convertible dancing, CyranoWriter, haiku, hands in the air, I'm like a child, joy, kids, Kuhns, laugh, little children, milkweed pods, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, top down, www.cyranowriter.com
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July 17, 2014
In case things don’t work/
out for me, be kind to my/
children. No flowers.
Tags:be kind to my children, cardioversion, cardiovert, CyranoWriter, haiku, heart procedure, if I die, ImproVerse haiku, in lieu of flowers, kids, Kuhns, no flowers, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, survive, things don't work out, www.cyranowriter.com
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July 13, 2014
Once every four years,/
the tie my kids gave me means/
something to the world.
Tags:because futbol, CyranoWriter, every four years, Father's Day Tie, fussball, futbol, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, kids, kids gift, Kuhns, my kids gave me a tie, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, Save the Children, soccer, soccer unites, tie my kids gave me, unite the world, World Cup, World Cup tie, world's game, www.cyranowriter.com
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February 21, 2014
This limerick and the following 2 haiku were Inspired by a conversation with several flight attendants on an SWA flight from PHX to SAT.

There once was a flight attendant/
who men thought was heaven sent*./
My phone request got a “maybe”/
because she wants to have babies,/
and can’t see that’s where I went.
OR
*resplendent.
30.713504
-100.766602
Tags:am I too old?, ask for her phone number, babies, biological clock, ConTEXTing Poem, ConTEXTing Poetry, CyranoWriter, flight attendant, heaven sent, I Fly SWA, I'm too old, kids, Kuhns, limerick, phone request, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetic Lament, Poetry, rhyme, rhyme scheme, romance poetry, romantic, text message poetry, text messages, too old for kids, wants to have babies, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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November 13, 2013
She complains of kids’/
constant “do this*” requests that/
I wish I could have.
OR
*help me
Tags:children, complain, complaint, CyranoWriter, demanding children, do this, Emotional poetry, haiku, help me, help the children, hurting, I miss my kids, I wish I could have, ImproVerse haiku, jealous, kids, Kuhns, missing kids, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, request, revolutionary poetry, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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May 24, 2013
Some day when I’m old/
and gray, I hope my kids will/
treat me that same way.
Tags:children, CyranoWriter, haiku, honoring parents, ImproVerse haiku, kids, Kuhns, old age, parents, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, respecting parents, revolutionary poetry, rhyme, rhyme scheme, rhyming haiku, treating parents well, www.cyranowriter.com
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