So This Is The New Year, A 3 Year

My daughter posted a New Year’s Instagram reel of photos, with Death Cab for Cutie’s song “The New Year” as the background. Watching the 2022 retrospective filled me with melancholy, especially with the lyric: “This is the New Year. I don’t feel any different.”

I’m going into a “Three Year” numerically, a year when I will be happiest and most fulfilled when I’m creatively doing things. With that in mind, my melancholy turned into resolve, and I wrote this haiku:

This is the New Year:

A time I can choose to act,

be, and feel diff’rent.

Yawp, Find Your Center, Then Do: Revolutionary IMprov Free Verse

Yawp.
Feel.
Find
your divine
center,
You.
Yup.
Yawp.
Then do.

Sunset Yawp: Revolutionary IMprov Iambic Free Verse

I feel
a great deal
of melancholy
folly
going on.
It’s not fun.
But I’ll face the setting sun
and again soulfully yawp
like Uncle Walt
Whitman.
Carpe Diem.

Packer Jester Predator Hat: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Jester’s hat in a/
ragtop makes me look and feel/
like the Predator.

Affirmation: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When God’s servants say/
He’s pleased with how you’re living,/
it’s good to feel it.

T-Shirt Vendor Performance Experience: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

He, rushed, didn’t have/
the whole experience he’d/
paid for. She, still, did.

Hiding From Thumbnail Moons

When you eat dinner/
hiding from thumbnail moons, you/
know that* it still hurts.
OR
*feel how

Carpe Diem, Carpe Youm: Romantic IMprov Haiku

Do you know how it/
feels to see your presence? It’s/
like when the sun shines.

OR

How does it feel to/
see your presence? It’s like the/
rising sun warms me.

Feeling Crushed On: Romantic IMprov Haiku

I wonder what it/
would feel like to have someone/
like you crush on me?

Finding Ways To Not: Romantic IMprov Haiku

When she starts to feel/
too much, too deeply, quickly /
she finds ways to not.