Utah Affected Dialected: Revolutionary Contexting Iambic Poem

I hope you have fun/
on your trip to Lay’_un!
(I don’t see/
why they, weirdly,/
have to drop the “t”.)
It’s as though their tongue/
has become undone.

To The Unknowing Fountain: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

Little does she know:/
Words from her are like water,/
soothing my parched tongue.

Sonnet Response to Those Shoes! Those Feet!

A friend wrote a blog posting about shoes. This was my improv sonnet response.

As with every walk
you talk
about,
you leave no doubt.
With your pointed
solefulness,
and well-heeled tongue,
one
never has to guess
where
you’re going on life’s journey fair;
just what you’re wearing to get there.

Analysis of a Kiss Bliss: A Romantic IMprov Poem

When you understand
that a woman
is, by design,
tender and refined,

you don’t feel the need
to rush in with speed;
to plunge headlong
with drooling, forceful tongue.

Instead, you rely
on the touch of a butterfly
landing lightly on a new flower:
Then she’s in your power.

When you can feel her breath
almost begging you: “Next!”
and can taste of her sweetness
as you hold her face in caress,

then
is when

you can feel, and give her,
anticipated bliss:
That gentle, tender,
yet passionate, kiss.