I wear purple for/
my girl and every other/
daughter I see sad.
Tag Archives: Dad
Tales Of Rescue (‘Cuz That’s What Dad’s Do) : Revolutionary ImproVerse Poem
My sister told the tale/
of being under sail/
years before.
She capsized,/
but she knew,/
and was not surprised/
with how quickly from the shore/
our Father flew/
to her rescue.
While I was glad/
that she was loved by our Dad,/
I knew/
Between him and me/
there would never be/
such sharing/
or attentive caring.
Yesterday, decades hence,/
my cousin and I went/
on a day sail,
and our mast ripped apart and failed.
So, we drifted, demasted,
but my anxiousness only lasted/
a moment or two/
before I knew/
that once more/
my Dad had watched from shore/
and quickly, in his boat without crew,
was coming to his child’s rescue.
Because that’s what Dads do.
More Heartache: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
Just when you think you/
can’t get any more heartache,/
you learn that you can.
Dad Doesn’t Understand: Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku
My Dad tells me: “Be
happy!” He’s never had a
child killing herself.
Something No Father Should Face: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
No dad should reach the/
point where he must tell his girl:/
“Go. Die. I can’t help.”