Thawing Seattle’s Freeze: Revolutionary Poetry

I am thawing out/
The Seattle Freeze*, myself,/
one smile at a time.

(*Also known as the Seattle Chill)

Changing The Delta: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

Stones thrown into streams/
can eventually change the/
delta of rivers.

You, though you’re confused/
and confusing, always are/
my Muse, amusing.

She, shimmering, stands.
Magnifying her hair’s shine,
the forcefield guards her.

Leaving my bloodstains /
on the mortar of your walls/
is not what you want.

She’s not into you./
You know when she trips, yet sends/
no beach toes photos.

Unreasonable:/
It means to go way beyond/
normal, to greatness.

I’m dying again.
Like I did before. This time,/
inaction kills me.

If I look real good,/
and no one is there to care,/
is it a “macht’s nichts”?

Inevitable:/
If we do not ever talk,/
good things won’t happen.