Posts Tagged ‘sunny’

It’s Sunny Out! Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

January 21, 2014

Wearing hats topless driving in convertibles in winterSub-freezing winter/
driving, top down, ain’t no thang/
wearing the right hats.

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He Didn’t Shave: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

May 6, 2013

She’s glad it was a/
sunny weekend. Her friends thought/
she’d sunburned her face.

Or
her face was sunburned.

Juxtaposed Weather: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku Lament

May 17, 2011

Rain on Main Street in Springville, Utah

In Utah it’s rain;/
Seattle is sunny. Pains./
You think it’s funny!?!?

December Afternoon Weather Report: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

December 12, 2010

Sunset and TRAX in Salt Lake City in December - 54 Degrees CyranoWriterWisconsin: Blizzard./
Seattle? Flooding and rain./
Me? Sunny 54!

How Does the Pooffice Work? : Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

July 8, 2010

The laptop at the pooffice works just fine!
After all, I’m IMing you online.
I’m staying cool
chillaxin’ by the pool

With a thousand kids screaming,
I musta been dreaming
that I could get anything done!
But it’s still fun.

I’ll lay on my towel
and pretend I’m an owl.
I’ll avoid the dog crap
and take a warm nap.

Just another day at the pooffice.
And a sunny tomorrow will find me here, I’d guess!

Funny Valley Where It’s Sunny: a Romantic Poem

February 6, 2009

Funny,

How in the Valley of the Sun,

where my son

lives, works, plays;

where my mother and sisters

spend their days

with the cacti,

and dust, growing dry;

While on the other hand I,

alive,

live farther Northwest by choice,

in Puget Sound, where it’s moist;

but yet barely survive,

for I, too, am dry.

I cry

because of the dusty,

empty, barren part

of my heart.

It beats and lives here,

searching, waiting, wanting.

While in that hot Valley,

a new, unknown she

lives who writes

of dreamy delights

of what I only imagine

could/would/should be.

Should I turn my mind

and gaze

southward,

through the empty haze,

and wonder?

If I traveled there,

and met what I dared

hope for,

would my parched heart moisten,

grow, then burst asunder

with fulfilled glee

from me + she

in that parched, sunny,

yet fertile Valley?

Funny.