How do you wish one/
you were once close to “Happy/
[fill in blank]”? Write poems.
Tag Archives: poet David Kuhns
Just Like Wisconsin Home: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When I can see my/
breath inside, but can’t feel my/
toes, it’s just like home!
Such A Loss: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
Her hands made art, wrote/
words. Now they’ve taken who she/
*was, not all she’ll be.
OR
*was and all she’d be.
She Casts A Long Shadow: Revolutionary Romantic IMprov Haiku
She casts long shadows/
on my Facebook photos, so/
I’ll friend her at last.
Where’s The Beach? Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
Tahiti-bound, my/
landlord tells me: Whale season/
starts!” Coincidence?
First Paddle Up The Chickamauga In My New Kayak: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
My first kayak trip./
My phone breaks. No photos. Just/
like Lewis and Clark.