I saved them for now./
They are buried, but I will/
find them to use them.
Category Archives: Writing
So Much For The Spirit! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Few things disturb the/
Spirit of a meeting more/
than loud flatulence.
No Sparkle: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
He searched everywhere/
for her and her sparkle, but /
she just wasn’t there.
Seeing Hidden Nature: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
I’m grateful for a/
Dad and Grandma who helped me/
see hidden nature.
Boring Meditation Fail: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
I meditated./
She was bored. Pondering is/
not boring to me.
He Hopes She’s Finally Happy: Romantic Blogging Sonnet
The roses were dead once he picked them.
The chocolate, she said, made her fat.
The kitchen wasn’t remodeled like she wanted.
And now look at where she is at.
Remember each time he surprised her
with a new dress that was colored wrong?
Or the theater tickets that were on a bad night?
Or the album that had the wrong song?
Just like that coastal vacation
when she said she’d rather stay home.
Or when he reserved a place at that nice restaurant:
He hopes that she’s happy alone.
She can gaze at her jewels: The few things he got right.
Perhaps they’ll warm her as she sleeps by herself tonight.
OR
The roses were dead once I picked them.
The chocolate, you said, made you fat.
The kitchen wasn’t remodeled like you wanted.
And now look at where you are at.
Remember each time I surprised you
with a dress that was colored wrong.
Or the theater tickets that were on a bad night.
Or the album that had the wrong song.
Just like that coastal vacation
when you said you’d rather stay home.
Or when I reserved a place at that nice restaurant:
I hope that you’re happy alone.
You can gaze at your jewels: At least I got those right.
I hope they warm you as you sleep by yourself tonight.