Posts Tagged ‘laugh’

Spreading Happiness, Top Down World Changer: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

November 15, 2016

Making folks smile can/
change the world, so I dance in/
my car, top down. Laugh!
Video of me dancing, top down, tunes UP! Top Down Man!

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Children’s Beach Laughter: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 17, 2015

Kids playing on a/
winter beach doesn’t sound much/
diff’rent than summer.
OR

Kids playing on a/
winter beach sounds no diff’rent/
than in the summer.

License Plate Laugher: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

November 20, 2014

Her license plate said/
“Live to laugh”. When we did, we/
both had our days made.

Singing To A Slipper Of Glass: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

November 13, 2014

I laughed that the prince/
sang to a glass slipper, but/
I totally would.

Why Do I? Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

June 19, 2014

Why do I, ev’ry/
day, care if she laughs, cries or/
sighs? I’m a kind guy.

Kindred Goof-offs Make Merry: Romantic IMprov Haiku

February 23, 2014

“Merry me!”, he said to/
she who was his kindred goof/
spirit. And they laughed.

I Will Dance With You: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Poem

October 8, 2013

When we’re old and gray,/
I will dance with you. /
Until the end of life’s day,/
I will dance with you./
When you feel like we’ve lost our way,/
I will dance with you./
When there’s nothing left to say,/
I will dance with you./
When you just want to sway,/
I will dance with you.

I will dance with you/
Like we did today./
And you will laugh,/
Still,/
Again,/
And thrill,
Again,/
As I dance with you.

There’s My Smile! Here’s Why: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

August 1, 2012

It was her look of
disgust at gossip tv
that got me to laugh.

How Can You? Romantic IMprov Poetry

July 18, 2011

How can you make me laugh
in the midst of romance?

How can you take the cold, clammy fear
in my hands, feet and forehead,
and turn it into emotions flaming up
from deep in my heart?

How can you take my tears of pain
and, in a few words,
make me weep with joy and relief?

How can you make me miss you so?

How can you hold me
and rock me gently to sleep
with just a few typed or spoken words?

How can you, with the skill of a cardiac surgeon,
open up my chest
and expose all my innermost hopes,
dreams and feelings…
without hurting or scaring or bruising my heart?

How can you, when my heart aches
and when butterflies dance nervously in my stomach,
reach across the hills, lakes and rivers
and apply soothing balm,
calming the butterflies
and soothing the aches?

How can you make my brain remember
every nuance of your scent,
every wisp of your hair,
every touch of your hand,
the feel of your skin,
your curves,
your breath?

How can you do that?

Frag’ nicht warum.
Sei einfach froh,
daB es ist so.