Posts Tagged ‘worship’

Hard To Be Worshipped: Romantic IMprov Haiku

March 2, 2017

The Poet wondered/
if she found it difficult/
being so* worshipped.
OR
*thus

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My Outside Temple: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 17, 2015

My other temple/
is a place where she and I/
have gone together
Or
My other temple/
is a place where she and I/
worshiped together.
My alternative Temple: The mouth of the Spanish Fork River, Sandy Beach, Palmyra, UT

At What Temple Do You Worship? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

October 1, 2014

At what Temple may we worship? Springville Museum of ArtWhen you can’t attend/
the House of the Lord, you must/
find a new temple.
Or

When you can’t visit/
the House of the Lord, worship/
at a new temple.

Noisy Church Meeting: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

April 13, 2014

I sat near the front./
It was still noisy. That’s just/
a Church condition.

Poetry In An Art Museum: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 26, 2014

People can talk in/
Temples. *They may whisper or/
speak. It’s all worship.

OR
…*They may whisper, speak,/
sing. All is worship.

Choices We Must Make: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

February 11, 2014

One goes to worship/
at the Temple. One sleeps with/
others. Such a choice!

Worshipping In Purple = SANCTUARY! – Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

February 2, 2014

Wearing purple at a santuary against eating disordersI wear purple to/
worship because I know Frank*/
won’t ever go there.

*Ed
Frank is the name of my daughter Camilla’s eating disorder. Read about him at millathenightbaker.blogspot.com. Some call him Ed. February is National Eating Disorder Awareness month: Wear purple!

Holy Trinity Of The Beach: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

December 30, 2013

Holy Trinity at Venice Beach, CA: Lifeguard shelters at sunsetIn Venice I found/
and worshipped the holy ones:/
The beach Trinity.

Quiet Art Museum: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

January 27, 2013

quiet Springville Museum of Art, Sunday afternoon
Sabbath Day in an/
art temple. No one comes to/
worship. I’m alone.

OR
Sabbath Day in an/
art temple. No one worships./
I am all alone.

Worshipful Song Applause: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

November 25, 2012

Her angelic song/
brought God’s spirit. Would that I/
could applaud her gift.