Sad when you learn your/
daughter writes as well as you,/
sans hope’s perspective.
Category Archives: Writing
Country Music Kinda Day: Revolutionary Blogging Country Song
The morning sun bursts through the low grey clouds.
The mockingbirds are singing long and loud.
There’s beauty all around. What more can I say?
It’s a country music kinda day.
When the wind blows through the scaly barked trees
It seems to whisper “welcome home boy” to me.
There is no reason I have to go away.
It’s a country music kinda day.
Chorus:
There’s a certain way country music lifts you up.
Makes you feel grateful; fills up your cup.
Out in nature who needs screaming vocals anyway?
Feel the verse of this country music kinda day.
I put on some Randy Travis Amen.
I listen to LeeAnn and dance again.
I once got citified, but I don’t care what folks say.
It’s a country music kinda day.
My sweetheart walks in from her morning workout.
Does she know that I love her? I wanna leave no doubt.
Wrapped up in each other we make the world go away.
It’s a country music kinda day.
Chorus:
There’s a certain way country music lifts you up.
Makes you feel grateful; fills up your cup.
Out in nature who needs screaming vocals anyway?
Feel the verse of this country music kinda day.
March Madness Love Choice: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
You can choose sports or/
love, but if you choose love you/
always choose rightly.
Eighth-Moon Shadow: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It’s so dark where I/
live that I can clearly see/
the eighth-moon shadow.
SHHHH! Speaking Truth Quietly: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
There are truths which need/
to be said, for your sake, but/
kept private for hers.
Where She Goes Away: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
She’s deep in her phone/
at sunset. Pink Floyd plays: “How/
I wish you were here.”