A Sonnet To Salute The Salutatorian: Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

Out on a tree’d hill he stood,
walking in the buggy grass;
never caring he was that good;
never thinking to place high in his class.

‘Neath scaled hickories without effort
(it seemed), he read, wrote, studied.
With his cousins on and in X’d videos he’d cavort,
whether the paths were pulsing, dry or muddied.

He sparred with great wit and thought
as he discussed, with authors, literature.
He pondered and argued upon what he got
from reading ancient and revealed Scripture.

At last, now, as BigEP reaches a good childhood’s end,
Let us salute the brain’d heights of this Salutatorian!

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Why Not Go Conferencing? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Ponder

Maybe I wasn’t/
supposed to go there so she/
could find her true love.

Boring Meditation Fail: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

I meditated./
She was bored. Pondering is/
not boring to me.

Analysis Paralysis: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When I’m told that I/
Should not analyze so much,/
I ask: “Why not ask?”
OR
When told I shouldn’t/
analyze so much, I’ll ask: /
“Why not? Who says so?”

No Spiritual Books: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

There are no books which/
are spiritual. We must/
ponder, apply, do.

Going To My Garden: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

Don’t bother to write/
or phone. I am going to/
my garden alone.

Northbound 5:20 p.m. RR Pluses And Minuses: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

The wheels clack and moan./
The coaches bend and sway./
The rails sing along/
to the song of the railway.

You glimpse into hidden back yards;/
junk noone wants you to see./
Ripped apart trash and old cars./
Back-porch sitters, lonely.

Then scenery opens to your view/
that noone else appreciates./
Beaches, marshes, prairies too./
Mountain vistas, sunset lakes.

A new perspective is yours to gain,
to ponder and enjoy when you ride the train.

Wishful Thinking: Romantic and Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

It’s weird to ponder/
on where we could be instead/
of where we are now.

Check Out Of The World’s Hotel With Me: Romantic ImproVerse Freestyle Poem

If you take words/
and thoughts,
and ideas,
and feelings
that the world speaks
and thinks,
and apply them
to what I say,
I can see
how my words
could be misconstrued.
I can see
how you could misunderstand
my intent.
I can see
that I could not be
the type of man
you would want
to be around.

Please understand that,
sometimes,
I forget to live
in the world.
Sometimes, I forget
the way the world is
and what they say
and what they think
and what they feel
and the ideas they have.

Please understand that,
sometimes,
in my naïveté,
I say things
from my heart
that mean,
to me,
something very different
than what the world’s
words
would mean.

Please believe
my sincerity,
my honesty,
and my good intent.
When you think
that I am saying
what the world says,
take a moment,
ponder,
and think of how different I am
than the world.
Then you’ll hear
what I say,
and know
what I mean.

Pondering The Setting Sun: Revolutionary Email Limerick

I hope you have fun
getting your nails done;
thinking through
everything you wanted to;
pondering the setting sun.