A Tail, Chanting: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

After her tale, it/
was tempting to chant loud and/
long, but we didn’t.

The Illusion Of A Peaceful Lakefront, 8:15 a.m.: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

Birds chirp/warble/call/sing,
greeting the early morning sun.

Waves lap
or crash
or gurgle
on the rocky shoreline,
their symphony
depending on the weather.
Leaves rustle.

I strain
to hear
the buzz of bees
and bugs
and hummingbirds
pollinating.

The serenity
of lakeside living
is an illusion.

All those nature sounds
we should hear
are too often overrun
by the cacophonic crashing
of choking chords
from lawn mowers
and weed whackers
and generators
and compressors
and leaf blowers
and pressure washers.

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Bird Sextet And Beat Box: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Here’s a YouTube video with most of these versions.
A bird sextet sang /
for me this morning, plus the/
flicker’s percussion.
OR
A bird sextet sang /
for me this morning, sans the/
flicker’s percussion.
OR
A bird sextet sang /
for me this morning, plus the/
woodpecker’s beat box.
OR
A bird sextet sang /
for me this morning, plus the/
downy’s beatboxing.
OR
A bird sextet sang /
for me this morning, before/
the weed wacker’s noise.

Lone Confusion Silence: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

Silence rings loudly/
in my soul, screaming the noise/
of lone confusion.

Noisy Chapel Refuge: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

You know rev’rence is/
poor when you want to go to/
the hall. It’s quiet.

Natural Noise: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse

BOOM!!
You know what it is.
You’ve heard it before.

It’s lake ice
cracking,
contracting,
expanding,
shoving
and shelving.

Never that loud.
Never rattling the windows.
Never shaking the house
and your chair.
Never that violent.
Nature at her best.
Coolest.

BOOM!
You run outside,
look up,
making certain
it’s not a cold war
jet,
no “bombs bursting
in air”,
BOOM!

You walk over
next door,
look inside,
talk to the construction guys,
making sure
they didn’t blow up.

The BOOM!crashrattleshake
you heard
is what you thought.
You’re part
of the freezin’
season.

But even though
you know,
the BOOM!
still surprised
and scared you.

Just for a moment.
Just a little.

Your heart beats fast,
BOOM!,
boom,
boom,
until you learn
for certain,
it’s just Mother Nature
playing percussion.

Cool.
Real cool.

Noisy Church Meeting: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

I sat near the front./
It was still noisy. That’s just/
a Church condition.

Avoiding The Noise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

There was so much noise/
I couldn’t hear what I should/
Do for me. She could.

I Hate Freeways: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Though a man of peace,/
I am condemned to live life/
hearing freeway noise.

Growing up in Milwaukee, I could hear the freeway less than a mile away. I vowed never to live so close that I could hear the trucks passing by in the night.
In California, I lived less than a block away from Highway 101.
In Seattle, I lived less than a mile away from I-405.
Now, in Utah, I live within 1/2 mile of I-15.

Sweet Background Noise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Sometimes I call my/
ex just to hear my daughter’s/
laugh in the background.