No matter how well /
you think you can do something, /
let pros handle it.
Category Archives: Writing
Returning To Seattle: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Giant red cedars./
Moss. Ferns. Rain. Gray skies. Traffic.
I don’t miss a thing.
In And Out: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
You try to save cash,/
but sometimes you have to pay/
for mistakes you make.
Wit To Wit Quit: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick
You have proclaimed it:
We can stand, wit to wit.
But now, see my postings erased.
Such pained bantering is not my taste.
I apologize … and quit.
Mean Meanings: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
It’s interesting/
how people read mean meanings/
when no mean is meant.
Self-Proclaiming Muse: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
She who must proclaim/
herself a great muse is not/
likely to be one.
Burn Shower: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Each time I take a/
shower so hot it burns my/
skin, I think of her.
Getting Phone Numbers: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku
I got the lady/
in red’s phone number though I/
would do nichts with it.
There Is No Room For Heavenly Peace: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poetic Lament
Cleaning house
in service
for those who can’t
or won’t,
I play an old tape.
Hell yeah!
It’s Mahalia
Jackson,
Sleep in Heavenly Peace.
I can’t contain
the torrent of tears
as I clean
even more earnestly
because that’s all I can do now.
Now that I’ve left.
Now that I’ve ripped
lives apart.
This used to be
my city,
my town,
my house,
my family,
my life.
This music brought joy
down the stairs.
I have tapes.
I have videos.
This used to be everything
I lived for.
But now,
I’m cleaning the living room,
and
there is no room.
I Don’t Care: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
I don’t care. I don’t/
care. I don’t care, I don’t care,/
I don’t care. I don’t.