Walking in the South/
on the sunny side of the/
street means you can’t see.
Tag Archives: poems
NO Facebook Vanity: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Why do I think folks/
are interested in the/
things I do? They’re not.
Flying To The City Of New Orleans, Crying: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
As I wait to fly/
to N’awleans, my daughter’s/
note moves me to tears.
Ready Or Not: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
What if it’s not a/
case of being the right one,/
but of readiness?
Should You Or Do You Just Want To? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Why’s dating so hard?/
Either you’re supposed to ask,/
or you just want to.
Bacon Blown Away: Romantic Email Sonnet
A long time since
she was blown away
by his response
to Bacon’s beauty.
She was worrying
he might be “too intense”,
but still was pondering:
Could he love thus? 110 percent?
She rejoiced at his understanding,
writ with well-worded intelligence,
comprehending the hidden deeper meaning
of what Sir Francis meant.
Then her never-ending silence
left him wondering where she went.
She’s “Kinda Seeing” Someone: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
What would it be like/
to, at last, be the guy she/
is “kinda seeing”?
Knowing Your Life’s Purpose(s) : Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
What happens when you/
have more than one calling at/
the exact same time?
Dancing With Jon: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Some mornings you need/
to see a million faces/
and rock dance them all.