Sunset Yawp: Revolutionary IMprov Iambic Free Verse

I feel
a great deal
of melancholy
folly
going on.
It’s not fun.
But I’ll face the setting sun
and again soulfully yawp
like Uncle Walt
Whitman.
Carpe Diem.

Solo Carpe Diem Man: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

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

Dancing on The Savanah: Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

Feeling harmonic ebb and flow, do you,
treading across the savanah’s plains, care to
take a creative chance/
and passionately dance?

Barefoot in grasses green,
to musicians only heard, not seen./
Whose creative muse from far away/
calms us when confused and holds sway/

over our hearts, souls, and hands
and as we dance ‘mid the grass and sands
we come to the conclusion:/
there should be no confusion!

Our mental, soulful, heartfelt views,
as we dance, hold only music and muse.