Posts Tagged ‘napkin poem’

No More Whining: Revolutionary Napkin Poetry

July 19, 2018

Remember when I’d/
stand here, weep and moan about/
my dates. I won’t now!

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Remember When Napkin Poems? Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

July 19, 2018

Hey! Remember when/
I used to write napkin poems?
They won’t go away!

Any Napkin Poem Will Do: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

February 2, 2017

It need not be a/
haiku to please me. Any/
napkin poem will do!

On Inauguration Eve, No Fear: Revolutionary Napkin Rhyming Haiku

January 19, 2017

Some feared darkness may/
come down upon us. Then I /
heard me some harp blues.
Blues harp brings the light at Speak for YourSelf Open Mic Night, Provo, Utah, January 2017

Cheap Positive Or Negative? Revolutionary Napkin ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

January 19, 2017

She came,
recovered,/
referred,
not certain of what/
she’d find.

I’ll soon learn.

She only wanted
water,
but got talked
into/
a half-price orange
cinnamon roll.

“Cheap!”
she exclaimed, hearing
“A dollar eight cents”.
And I wondered
if she was enthused
by a good deal,
or ridiculing
her first date’s
frugality.

Open First Date Mic Brave: Revolutionary Napkin ImproVerse Haiku

January 19, 2017

She didn’t expect/
to read poetry on a /
first date. She’s cool brave.
SFYS OpenMicNightCoolBraveReader Jan 2017 1st Date

Hoar Frost Is Clean: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

October 15, 2015

Have you felt hoar frost?
Not silky pole dancers, but/
white-iced vanishers.

Napkin Poem Napkin Poem: Revolutionary Napkin Poem Haiku

July 2, 2015

Folding Napkins for napkin poems at Speak For Yourself Open Mic Poetry Night, Provo, Utah's Enliten CafeI’m glad he is so/
careful folding napkins, so/
I can write on them.

Why Can’t You Be Quiet: Revolutionary (Napkin) Free Verse Poem

May 7, 2015

I don’t understand
why those who want me to
wear their words
will stand
and talk loud
over my thoughts
that I bled onto
my paper.

Don’t i matter?
Maybe I’m old.
Maybe I was born
In a time
When my daddy
And mamma taught we kids,
Once young, too,
Like you,
To be polite,
To show respect
To others,
To listen
When it’s your turn to hear.

Just as I
Turned my gaze
To you
And listened to your lips
As they caress
The open mic.

I will listen
And did listen
To you
When it was your turn,
To speak your truths.

And now that
Its my voice
That should be heard,
You can hear.
Or u may leave
And converse outside.

Or,
If you’re here,
So others may hear,
U may kindly,
Politely,
Quietly
Shut the f*** up.