Posts Tagged ‘sad’

She Is Yet Young: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

March 23, 2018

Daughter in ruins of Chickamauga factory - orange brick and silver pipesSad when you learn your/
daughter writes as well as you,/
sans hope’s perspective.

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Upon Receiving A Pink Slip, Blue: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

January 27, 2017

Downtrodden*, I went/
To His House. “You have a job”/
He said. I feel good.

OR
*Sad, post work, I went/

Natural Life Is: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

May 12, 2016

When you’re surrounded/
by nature, feeling the flow/
of life, sad happens.

Sliding Glass Door Requiem: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Lament

May 11, 2016

Oh, goldfinch!
Bright yellow cheer-bringer,
Flash of color
even in winter’s darkest days.

Too late I moved toward
The sliding glass door
Where you would have seen my shadow
And veered away.

Instead:
Thunk.
“Oh no nonono!”
I cry
and reach for you,
fallen,
as your glowing tail feathers
fan out wide
in a blaze of color,
then close as tight
as your dainty feet,
curled.
Dead goldfinch in the palm of my hand, Lake Winneconne, May, 2016
You are still warm
as I hold you,
tiny,
in the palm of my hand.

Tears well up
as I wait,
hoping.

But your eyes stay open,
fixed and dilated,
and even as I hold you,
admiring your bright gold feathers
and the tiny streaks of red on your breast
that I’ve never noticed before,
you grow cold in my hand.

I place you
tenderly,
at the base of the daffodils
which mimic your radiant glory,
but which,
like you,
are starting to fade away.

I Have Now: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 28, 2016

I don’t know that I’d/
ever heard a lone goose call/
so frantic and sad.Lone goose sunset, Lake Winneconne, Wisconsin, March 2016

Validation From The One: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

March 11, 2016

It’s sad my daughter’s/
validation must come from/
others, not the One.

Pre-surgery shave: revolutionary improvers haiku lament

April 23, 2015

No female nurse prep for me :-(It’s sad to hope that/
women will prep you but then /
learn men will do it

Dear Cupid: Romantic Blogging Iambic Poem

February 12, 2015

Dear Cupid:
This Valentine’s (Single Awareness) Day,/
Don’t let me be stupid.

Hold my fingers and tongue
so I won’t write or say
something dumb.

Oh. Wait.
Too late.
I already did.

Hey Cupid!
If you care,
do some repair.

Where Does Failure Start? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

January 12, 2015

I try so hard to/
do what’s right. I am sorry/
and sad when I fail.