Posts Tagged ‘old man’

Two Year Hiatus: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

March 3, 2015

Old man. Small jumper./
Serve. Pancake. Bump. Knee pad. Dig./
Good sweat. Volleyball.

Men Serving Emblems: Revolutionary ConTEXTING Haiku

November 24, 2013

12 and 82./
There is no diff’rence in their/
service majesty.

Pioneer Music: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 25, 2013

In Pioneer Park,/
an old man plays pioneer/
music: Led Zeppelin.

Poolside Twenty-Something: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

January 9, 2013

Poolside, she lay there,/
nubile, nearly bare, but too/
young for me to care.

What Goes Around … : Revolutionary Poetic Lament

June 23, 2011

As youths,
we would laugh
and loudly whisper,
(when we thought
they couldn’t hear),
about physical oddities:

Mr. M’s errant
and grey
eyebrow hairs.

Mr. C’s gut
that stuck
out so much
you could balance
a martini glass
on it.

Uncle B’s bright white,
bra-less moobs that he showed,
shirtless,
in the summer sun.

Mr. B’s stick legs,
covered to mid-calf with
white socks that matched
his skin.

Mr. P’s back hairs
(we wondered if Mrs. P
brushed or combed them).

Mr. E’s chest hairs,
curling white against his
tan and leathered skin.

They are all dead.

Now I hear,
again,
youthful whispers
and laughs
from behind
my back.