Posts Tagged ‘sorrow’

Blue Screen Blues: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

June 19, 2019

I am drawn deeply and/
completely into the/
techno blue screen blues.

Empty Coop: Revolutionary Improv Haiku Lament

June 9, 2019

They are gone, all gone.
First two, then all. Our great joy
turns into sorrow.

Such A Loss: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

November 19, 2017

Her hands made art, wrote/
words. Now they’ve taken who she/
*was, not all she’ll be.

*was and all she’d be.

I Thought I Was Done Cleaning House! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

June 13, 2017

You sorrow knowing/
you have more stuff to get rid/
of than you just did.
More stuff to declutter


What Tears Are These, Shed? Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

April 3, 2017

He was not surprised /
that she made him cry, but these /
were not tears of joy.

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.

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

Tears well up
as I wait,

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

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.

False Confidence Dashed: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

April 3, 2015

It brings sorrow when/
you think you can do something/
well, and learn: You suck!

4 A.M. Sorrow: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

October 19, 2014

He’s sad he can’t sneak/
down the long corridor and/
hug* her this early.