Posts Tagged ‘napkin poem’

Inert Black And White Striped Shirts: Revolutionary Rhyming Napkin Haiku

March 12, 2015

Couple on a date, wearing black and white striped shirts, at Speak for Yourself open mic night, Enliten Cafe', Provo, UtahBoy and girl, inert,/
at the bar. Both are wearing/
black and white striped shirts.

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Useless Empty Napkin, Unless: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

March 12, 2015

An empty napkin/
is useless, unless it can/
collect snot* or words.
OR
*junk

She Finally Ate The Big Apple Without Me: Revolutionary Napkin Poem Lament

March 12, 2015

She and her mom
(who I’d tried for forever
to get to Manhattan)
called me
from Katz’s deli,
ordering pastrami
on rye,
and,
what?!?

They’d gone to Central Park,
she, daughter,
New York experienced,
leading;
former wife,
naive,
in the giant green.

“What park is this?”
she’d asked.
And when my daughter answered:
“Central Park!”,
she said:
“I don’t know what I’m feeling right now!”

I told you!
I told her!
Gosh darn it all to heck!
Why wouldn’t she go
with ME?!?

I’m Sorry That You’re Sorry. STOP! Revolutionary Napkin Free Verse

November 6, 2014

I’m sorry
that this is old.
I’m sorry
that I just wrote this.
I’m sorry
I didn’t have the time.
I’m sorry
that I’m old.
I’m sorry
that it’s new.
I’m sorry
that I’m young.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry
that I’m sorry.

STOP!

Don’t apologize!
Sorry?
For what?

You are standing,
SOLO,
spilling your guts,
speaking for yourself,
sharing your mind,
telling truth.

Don’t give away
your power.
Don’t
be sorry.

I’m not.
We’re not.
Because you’re not
sorry.
You are
not.

Not
at
all
sorry.
Panoramic poets at Speak for Yourself open mic poetry night, Enliten Cafe, Provo, Utah

Grades + Job = Not Who We Are: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

November 6, 2014

(Stand on a chair and yell)

You are not your grades!/
I am not my job. I am/
he who you set free.

Napkin Poem Sans Napkins: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

November 6, 2014

Reading of Ginsberg at Speak for Yourself open mic poetry night, Enliten Cafe, Provo, UtahI have no napkin/
poetry this night. Why not?/
I have no napkins.

Demographic Shock: Napkin Poem Free-Verse Improv Poetry

October 18, 2014

This poem was written years ago — I don’t know when — at Speak For Yourself open mic night in Provo, Utah, at Enliten Cafe / Guru’s on Center Street

The napkin poem
of the evening
is caught
in demographic shock,
and so must celebrate
we, who are not celebate,
we who are
older.

At last, I’m seeing
more gray beards,
male AND female,
with listening ears
and minds.

They bring their words
of wisdom,
words of age.
Some may rage,
but mostly we just say
lessons we’ve learned,
words we want to share,
because sharing words
keeps us safe.

Sharing words keeps us
angst-less,
and keeps us living,
and keeps us
alive.

We Are NOT Stu– : Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

October 16, 2014

I called myself the/
“Stu–” word, but the kid said “NO!”/
And you know? He’s right!

Leave Brave And Return: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

October 16, 2014

Speak for Yourself open mic poetry at Enliten Cafe', Provo, Utah -- and the kid in the red sweatshirtProps to the kid in/
the red sweatshirt — and Dad — who/
left and still returned.

What Gets Her Up? Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

October 9, 2014

What at last gets her/
up? It’s not peer pressure, for/
I am way too old.