Posts Tagged ‘stupidity’

Charity Or Stupidity? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 1, 2017

Sometimes you help folks/
yet others reap the rewards/
and get the benefits.

Joie de Vivre Brings Stupidity: Revolutionary Blogging Rhyming Haiku

January 7, 2012

53 degrees and sunny, so I left the convertible top down. It snowed that night. Utah weather!Sometimes, in my zest/
and joy for life, joie de vive/
brings stupidity.


Stupidity versus Integrity: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

December 23, 2011

My integrity /
is too oft negated by/
my stupidity.

Stupidity Creativity: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

December 21, 2011

sometimes brings huge amounts of /
great stupidity.

Baby On Board Stupidity! Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

December 15, 2011

You have a baby /
in your car and almost hit /
me. PLEASE! Stop texting!

Silence After A Message: Romantic Contexting Haiku

May 7, 2010

Your profound silence,/
after my message, highlights/
my stupidity.

Kidless Father’s Day: A Revolutionary IMprov Email Poem and Video

June 24, 2009

A YouTube Posting Asked the Question (on Father’s Day): “What if you don’t have a father?”. So.. I asked, what if you’re a father whose kids ignore you? (you can see the YouTube video at:
What about Kidless Father’s Day?

Everyone talks about Father-less Day.
Maybe your dad’s died
or gone away.
Maybe he’s a deadbeat
out on some street.

Maybe he drank so much
you had no food to eat.
Or maybe, through some tragedy, sad,
you just ended up
with no Dad.

But what of the Dads
who toiled and sweated,
but their kids got mad,
so the Dad’s get forgetted?

(You can tell I read
a lot of Dr. Seuss!
It’s stuck in my head!
I can’t shake it loose!)

The dads who were
always there for events
whether far, or near,
they always drove, and went?

What of the dads who
worked every day?
And with their own hard labor
eased your way?

Put a roof over your head,
shoes on your feet,
made sure you were fed,
with good stuff to eat.

Basically those super dads who,
(as best they could)
tried really hard to
make your life good?

Then, somewhere in their life’s a mistake.
They didn’t beat you, your sibs or mom,
no eye blackened, no bones break.
BUT they did something dumb.

And you leave.
Though they’re a mile away,
they grieve,
’cause you’ve got nothing to say.

Nothing to say
to the guy who, for years,
coached you, read to you,
loved away your tears.

Who knows he made
a huge mistake.
One that caused
his kids’ hearts to break.

But that was years ago,
and though the achings’ not through,
and the healing is slow,
despite all he can do,

You’ll not forgive him,
not give him a smile,
even on “his” day,
though it’s been quite a while.

Sure, he should be punished!
And when you are through,
you can ask yourself,
“what good did it do?”

Yes, it made him cry,
made him sad.
Because he knew why.
But did it make you glad?

Those of you who
are punishing your dad,
you need to know,
yeah, you’ve made your dad sad.

You need to hear
though Father(less) Day is bad luck
a kidless Father’s Day

But now that you’ve slammed your Pop,
When are you finally going to stop?