Sailing Pounded My Life Into Me: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Sailing out into/
a fierce wind, I get my life/
pounded into me.

What A Red Sky At Night Means: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

A red sky at night/
could mean many things, but it’s/
mostly just peaceful.

Unseen Sunsets Are Still There: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

The first thunderstorm
has passed.
The next one,
slated for post-dusk,
is gathering.

In the peaceful
interlude
I sit on the dock,
overlook the lake,
and snap yet another
Wisconsin lake
sunset photograph.

This one, though,
is dark.
Grey-blue.
Little light.
Post-storm.
Eerie,
and yet ….

I send the grainy snapshot
to those who have appreciated
past captured sunsets.
Used to
bright,
vibrant,
orange-yellow-red-blue-teal-cottonwhite-peach-salmon-rose-rust
color-streaked skies
and clouds swirled together
like neopolitan ice cream
or saltwater taffy,
most see
nothing.
Just a black rectangle
with a glimmer of blue.
“Where is what?!?” they ask.
“I don’t see it!” they say.

Though different,
cold,
grey,
this, too,
captures and feels/
the way a sunset should:/
Peaceful.
Calm.
Contemplative.
Restful.
Respectful.
Introspective,
capturing the day’s
gentle,
soft mood,
with just enough light
to let hope
rush through the night
toward a new day.

A New Sort Of Ride Into The Sunset: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

The jet skier gave/
new meaning to the phrase “Ride/
into the sunset.”

My Sunset’s Hangin’ Upside Down: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Lake sunsets are great:/
Beautiful even when they’re/
taken upside down.

Sunbeams On Wisconsin Lake Wavelets And Her Hair: Romantic IMprov Free Verse Poetry

He thought the black and white /
flashes on the inside/
of his eyelids/
were shadows/
of purple martins in flight./

Instead, they were/
the sunshine’s reflections,/
like diamonds dancing,/
off of the lake’s soft wavelets.

And, for some odd,
unknown reason,/
he dreamed of the way/
those same warm sunbeams/
reflect and shimmer/
off the gentle waves
of her hair.

YouTube Video http://youtu.be/PbQVBE1ueKc showing diamonds in the water, hearing purple martins singing 

I’ll Remember A Hovering Swallow: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I got to walk with/
swallows today, but my phone/
camera didn’t work.
There were about 1-2 minutes when a couple of swallows were hovering in my “wind shadow”. I thought I was taking some amazing film of them, close up, so incredible it made me cry. As I went to download the video, I discovered … I hadn’t taken it after all. Sadness. BUT I have the memory, AND this YouTube video gives you some idea of what was happening! https://youtu.be/ulrpRRKz72I

Dad’s Bench, My Labor, God’s Sunset, Mom: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Dozens of butts will/
sit on a wood bench I built,/
watch sunsets God made.

My 50 Shades Of Grey: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Go to the dock, take/
a panorama and see /
50 shades of grey.

Man-Made Lakefront Intrusion Fun: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Man-made intrusions/
don’t ruin lake views when they/
promise summer fun.