The first born
of the first born
of the first born
of the first born
will always be
my baby.
#BecauseFatherhood #HappyBirthday
Monthly Archives: July 2018
My Poetic Dream Exists In Georgia: Romantic Napkin Poem
I left for Georgia./
I took my writing with me./
She really exists!
She Blows Away My Angst: Romantic Napkin Haiku
Even when love blooms/
me, poet, still carries Angst./
She blows it away.
No More Whining: Revolutionary Napkin Poetry
Remember when I’d/
stand here, weep and moan about/
my dates. I won’t now!
Remember When Napkin Poems? Revolutionary Napkin Haiku
Hey! Remember when/
I used to write napkin poems?
They won’t go away!
Perfect Sabbath Day Of Rest: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Rest day: Catch sunbeams/
while curled up with a good book/
and a soft blanket.
Garden Pizza Satisfaction: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
My satisfaction/
grows with each pizza topping/
fresh from my garden.
Blackberries Have Thorns. So What? Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Head into the field/
after summer rain. Reap sweet/
rewards for your pain.