Posts Tagged ‘working through issues’

Her Voice, Raised: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 20, 2019

In the end, it won’t/
matter if your voice was heard,/
just that it was raised.

(See her blog “Front Porch Sense”)

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Remember Those Goals? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 20, 2019

I’ve stopped meeting my/
goals. Should I start over or/
return and repair?

Finding Healing Waters: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

June 19, 2019

Soaking my feet and reconnecting with nature in West Chickamauga CreekWhen the world just gets/
too much, it may be time to/
find healing waters.

Blue Screen Blues: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

June 19, 2019

I am drawn deeply and/
completely into the/
techno blue screen blues.

Cook It Yourself Like I Did: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 19, 2019

I’ve cooked boxed mac and/
cheese for years, so it’s hard to/
have that skill doubted.

Facebook News Waste: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

June 18, 2019

I waste so much time/
on Facebook, but how else would/
I ever learn news?

Empty Coop: Revolutionary Improv Haiku Lament

June 9, 2019

They are gone, all gone.
First two, then all. Our great joy
turns into sorrow.

Already I’m So Lonesome, Alone Again, Naturally: Revolutionary Blogging Whining Lament Free Verse Poem

May 25, 2019

Alone again.
Or is it alone,
still.
I know I should be independent,
and yet
I honestly
don’t want to be
totally.

We all have busy lives,
and we all need to respect
and give space
to others
we care for
and about.

Yes, and,
I guess I need
to learn how
to do that.

The reality is
I haven’t yet.
I expect those
I care about
to care about
the same things
I care about;
to be interested
in the same things
I’m interested in,
even if the timing
is not right.

I suppose
that’s selfish
of me.
I just had
different expectations.

And now I have to learn
to deal
with those dashed dreams
and expectations.

The expectations
that everything we did
or everything that one of us
wanted to do
would be
something that
we both wanted
to do.

But that’s not
the way it is.
The real bet is
that there’s just
not always the interest.

That we don’t
always want to walk
that yellow brick road
dressed like Buddy Holly.
(Oooh, oooh!)

I didn’t have time
before
to turn and
face the strange.
But now,
with these ch ch ch changes
I’m goin’ through,
even though things are
gonna get done,
even though there will always be
someone like her
even though the thrift shop trips
may be more efficient,
I don’t want
blue to be my color.

Finally Starting: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 30, 2019

When you’re trying to/
start, push in the clutch and brake./
Make sure you’ve got fuel.
OR
When you’re trying to /
start, push in the clutch, then make/
sure your gas tank’s full.

Canoeing The Right Thing: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

February 25, 2019


I found a canoe,/
rode it, then gave it back. Twas/
the right thing to do.
Lost and Found Canoe -- West Chickamauga Creek flood, Feb 2019