More Violent Lake: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Just when you think that/
the lake can’t get any more/
violent, it does.

Changing Lake Front: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Within hours, there’s three/
different views from the same place./
Why folks like lakefront.

Where’s The Beach: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

I don’t care what kind/
of beach I find, just so it’s/
a beach within reach.

Wisconsin Skinny Dipping Cleanse: Revolutionary Improv Email Sonnet

The west wind and whitecaps churn
on my long-fetched Midwest lake.
I relish the violence and yearn,
as I have from my youth, to take

a naked dive,
to absorb nature’s dual power;
to be alive
in the storm’s most blustery hour.

I’ll swim and be swept, alone,
unashamed, unabashed, through the foam
of the surging, pounding freshwater sea;
and will learn, again, how it lifts and carries me.

I know when, at last, I emerge, from its power cleansed,
I’ll breathe deep in my soul and feel fully alive again.