Posts Tagged ‘purpose’

Knowing Your Life’s Purpose(s) : Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

August 19, 2015

What happens when you/
have more than one calling at/
the exact same time?

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The Purpose Of Late-Night Phone Calls: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

November 26, 2013

Are painful late night/
phone calls a waste of time or/
*a way to fix me?
Or
a way to progress?

Driving With Purpose: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

April 12, 2013

What is the purpose/
of having a ragtop if/
you don’t go topless?
OR
What’s the purpose of/
driving with a ragtop if/
you don’t go topless?

Some Say Stop: She Says Not: Romantic Improv Blogging Poem

May 24, 2011

Some say stop
the poetic madness,
the unfolding of my life,
the exposure of myself.

“What’s the purpose?”
they ask.
“Are you trying for
attention?
Affirmation?
Appreciation?
Are you delivering
a message?”
“Don’t stop writing,”,
they say,
“but stop publishing.”

Yet, this was my goal:
To prove I could,
daily,
write.
Be inspired.
And,
in turn,
inspire.

I echo a fiddler
(Raise the roof!):
I should more easily
pull out my beard
*(if I had one)
and uncover my head
*(if that was my religion).
So has my writing
become
to me.

But she
begs,
Bitte!
for me
to continue
my poetry.
“Word goo”
she calls it,
as though it stuck
something together.

Why does she ask?
Is it for some
subliminal control
she maintains over me?
Is it for some
feeling
welling up deep inside
when she reads
and knows
she IS the muse?
(And she has been
for hundreds of these,
at least lately.)

Is it because
in my words
she becomes
immortal?

Does it matter?
Foes,
critics,
nay sayers,
dream slayers,
children,
X’s
cry to halt
creativity.

Friends,
supporters,
believers
beg
to differ.
Beg
for more.
Beg
me
to continue.
And so I do.

Good God Uses Good People: Revolutionary Improv Blogging Haiku

April 6, 2011

God is good. Often/
He uses good people for/
His good purposes.