Posts Tagged ‘memory’

First Paddle Up The Chickamauga In My New Kayak: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

October 18, 2017

My first kayak trip./
My phone breaks. No photos. Just/
like Lewis and Clark.

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On The Nightstand: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

March 24, 2017

She might leave the dime /
there, reminder of the time /
he showed how he cared.

Writing Never Gets Old — You Just Discover How Bad You Were: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 2, 2017

Cleaning the garage/
on Throwback Thursdays might bring/
surprise messages*.
Or
*surprise history.
Old handwritten and typed poetry from Nicolet High School and BYU

Grapeful For Grandma: Revolutionary ImproVerse Prose

November 19, 2016

I think of Grandma having to clean large garbage cans full of wild grapes that we’d brought from up Mud mud Creek in the canoe.

Today, I walked out into my backyard and harvested domestic grapes from a small arbor vineyard. I only have to wash and clean two small shopping sacks full of grapes that are three times the size of the wild ones Grandma had to clean, washing off the dirt, the cobwebs, the dust, the stems.

Already my feet are sore, my back is tight, my hands and fingers are wrinkled.

I still remember the taste of that wild grape jam, jars and jars and jars she’d made for us.
But, until now, I had no idea how much effort it took.

How Grandma Loved Us!
washinggrapes_like_grandma_nov2016

I’ll Remember A Hovering Swallow: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 14, 2016

I got to walk with/
swallows today, but my phone/
camera didn’t work.
There were about 1-2 minutes when a couple of swallows were hovering in my “wind shadow”. I thought I was taking some amazing film of them, close up, so incredible it made me cry. As I went to download the video, I discovered … I hadn’t taken it after all. Sadness. BUT I have the memory, AND this YouTube video gives you some idea of what was happening! https://youtu.be/ulrpRRKz72I

Red-Gold Sunset: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

November 30, 2015

As the sunset of/
red and gold painted the sky,/
he remembered her.
OR
As the sunset of/
red and gold painted the sky,/
he recalled her hair.Red and Gold Sunset Memory, Lake Winneconne, Wisconsin

Great Daughter Memories: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

October 10, 2015

Happy Packer Backer memory with my daughterSome of my greatest/
mem’ries start with this phrase: “Once,/
my daughter and I … “

Things Fit As They Should: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

September 22, 2015

stacked rocks by a stream memoryIn her memory/
I stacked rocks by a stream and/
washed my face. Fitting.

Does She Still Read Me? Romantic Blogging Haiku

September 20, 2015

Does she still read me?/
Years of silence don’t mean that/
I’ll forget my Muse.