Saxman Redux: 9:30 p.m. Ft. Lauderdale Jazzman

As in N’ahlens, my/
Gator jazz/blues saxman will/
just live in mem’ry.
OR
Gator saxman plays ‘Misty’/
just in my mem’ry.

Write To Write: Revolutionary IMprov Napkin Haiku

Back with a vengeance/
is present tense. You need to/
write to just write, right?

Of Jessica #2: Revolutionary IMprov Napkin Haiku

The English major/
in me says: “Since when did you/
need our permission?”

Itty-Bitty’s Birth: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

At 1:26/
a.m., 33 years past,
Itty-Bitty came.

I Wish My Kids: Revolutionary IMprov Napkin Free Verse Poem

I wish my kids/
could write/
and speak/
about shit,/
and their bodies,/
drop the F-bomb/
into a mic;/
pour their hearts out/
like water on the fire/
of their pain,/
the way you,
brave young souls,
do,
shaking at the mic,
shaking your torments out,
so we,
your friends,
can hear,
digest,
honor,
and crush
your Angst
under our wandering feet.