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She Still Knows Comforting: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Back story: Two people very close to me criticized me harshly, telling me I was “goofy” and “attention-grabbing” and basically not the type of person they thought I should be. Heartbroken, I “dumped” on an old girlfriend, who has long since moved on and gotten married to someone who thinks she is “more than enough”. This is what her “exactly what I needed to hear” response to me was:
“That is a lie. Your “goofiness” and “attention needing” (or just a person who does get attention because you are fun!) are those incredible, unique qualities of who you are as a person. And you give. And give. You are moving forward at your own perfect pace in your own perfect timing.”
It prompted this haiku:
It amazed him that,/
after all the years which passed,/
she knew what to say.

What Mothers Don’t Know: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

A friend inadvertently spoke/created a poem for her grandkids. (You can read it here.) That typical “not knowing”, on Mother’s Day, inspired this piece. Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers who, like her, don’t know.

Like a typical mother,
She’d influenced lives
(she didn’t know);
She’d spread joy
(she didn’t know);
She’d written poetic words of wisdom
(she didn’t know);
She’d taught self-esteem and
charity-pure love and
happiness
(she didn’t know).

She’d nourished,
and comforted,
and guided,
and protected,
and grown,
and fostered,
and healed,
and helped,
and blessed
(she didn’t know).

Like mothers everywhere
and in every time,
she didn’t know
what she’d done,
and what she was doing,
still.

And people would look
at what she did,
and exclaim:
“How could she not know?!?”
The answer is simple:
Mothers don’t need to know.
They just do.

And she still won’t know
unless
you tell her.

Who To Cut From Your Roster: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Poem

Since your parents,
children,
siblings,
grandchildren
are family,
you can’t lose them,
so it’s logical
to dump me.

I thought that I
was more support than that
but you sleep with your dog,
and can’t kick a cat.

So without a doubt,
I’m the one that should be left out.
And so again,
I am.

Who To Cut From Your Roster: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Poem

Since your parents,
children,
siblings,
grandchildren
are family,
you can’t lose them,
so it’s logical
to dump me.

I thought that I
was more support than that
but you sleep with your dog,
and can’t kick a cat.

So without a doubt,
I’m the one that should be left out.
And so again,
I am.