He wished he could speak/
whispers to her and turn her/
enough to join him.
Monthly Archives: March 2016
Knowing How To Dance And Whisper: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse
It’s odd folks think I/
don’t know how to whisper ‘cuz/
I dance hard. That’s why.
OR
People
may find it strange
that I,
one who dances hard
and sees much
and sings loud
and long
and deep
and lives life,
(Carpe Diem, Man!)
top down,
tunes up,
arms outstretched,
hands up,
with passion
and vigor
and tears
and laughter
and joy
and energy
and YES!
would
know
how
to
whisper.
Those Sunglasses: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
She thinks I am in/
the Matrix, but everything/
I’m seeing is real.
Dancing Knee Deep Elsewhere: Romantic IMprov Haiku
I want to write poems/
to her whom I danced with, but/
she’s knee-deep elsewhere
My Poems Her Love: Romantic IMprov Haiku
She wants poems from me/
but she’s in love with him. What’s/
wrong with this picture?
Now Through A Glass Darkly, But Then Face To Face: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Thinking of my death,/
I saw how much I know Him,/
how much I am known.
He Atoned For Me: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It’s not Christ’s beatings /
or Cross that sadden me, but/
the pains my sins caused.