Posts Tagged ‘solo’

Why We Share Our Alone: Revolutionary IMprov Free Verse Poetry

May 17, 2016

We try to convince
ourselves
that we are okay being
alone,
that we love
our solo status.

We document
our evening fireplace flickering,
the movies we’re watching,
the hikes we’re taking,
the vistas we’re seeing
the food we’re preparing
for one,
the drinks we’re sharing
with none,
and we claim
and proclaim
that we love
ourselves
so much.

That may be,
but the very fact
that we need to share
our alone status
on Facebook
or Twitter
or Instagram,
that we feel compelled
to scream what we’re doing
from the rooftops,
slaps us in the face
and says this experience
would be better
shared.

The very fact
that we must share
all alone
is an oxymoron.
We are not meant
to be alone always.
We are meant to share,
to teach,
to learn,
to cry,
to laugh,
to love
together.

We are meant to be
together,
because together
is better.

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Why Be You? Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

May 16, 2016

She, alone, stood
and, debating her own best good,
faced down the gaping abyss
of conscious solo loneliness.

She knew another decision would
be, by others, easily understood
if she, reconsidering, stepped back;
let herself be lead down a different track.

She could easily hike hand in hand
through life’s journey with a man
who had never truly got
the greater knowledge and light she sought.

But she turned her vision to a loftier view;
Spread forth her arms, lept out, and flew.

National Park Solo Ecstasy: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

December 14, 2015

I feel ecstatic/
going to National Parks/
when no one is there.
Bryce Canyon 1st Snow solitude at Thor's Anvil

Carpe Diem Solus Man: Revolutionary Free Verse Lament

April 5, 2013

Should I rage
At again
(or still)
Being told
How much I’m missed,
How much I’m needed,
How much I’m thought of;

But when the time comes,
When the opportunity’s there,
When the shot’s ready
To be taken,
I’m forgotten,
Ignored,
Or worse,
Excused away,
Made to believe that
IF
Things were different,
And IF
I had “been there”,
And IF
I’d been more proactive,
The great chance
Would have been mine?

Should I be mad, sad, frustrated?
Or should I just accept
That’s who I am,
That’s how I’m thought of,
That’s the world’s view
of solo mio;

That I’m some invisible
Nothing
Who has such a vast array
Of kind feelings,
Such a tender heart,
such a positive nature,
That people expect
That they can party
And dance
And hold the parade
Without me.

That I’ll just watch,
Face pressed against
The second story window,
As others play,
Until at last
I grow tired
Of being left out,
again,
as I was.

Then I go out
And create my own magic,
Alone,
As I always have,
As I’ve always been,
Carpe Diem Sōlus Man.

Lesson Learned, Provo Tabernacle/Temple, 11:56 p.m. Christmas Eve: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

December 25, 2012

ProvoTabChristmasEveSoloCroppedEspec’lly when you/
are solo, you must learn to/
sing with your own voice.

Solo Carpe Diem Man: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

November 21, 2012

Maybe it’s okay/
being a solo, soulful/
carpe diem man.

Why Whisper During Beautiful Music? Revolutionary Improv Haiku Lament

June 14, 2012

During beautiful/
music, why do folks loudy/
whisper their praises?

To The Blonde, Dancing: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

January 16, 2012

Woman, alone, danced./

Solo, I (in balcony),/

watched and joined with her.

Low-Bringing Silence: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku Lament

August 4, 2011

She’s been solo for/
so long, she can’t fathom how/
low silence brings me.

Walking The Beach So Low: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

June 14, 2011

My hand’s void of pen./
I walk Inspiration’s beach./
Who’ll be my muse-scribe?