Strangely apropos,/
a dying phone’s last message/
is to its main muse.
Tag Archives: poet David Kuhns
New Type Of Sunrise: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Five decades I’ve watched/.
o’er lakes, peaks, fields. Never a ./
sunrise like this one.
X-Laws Hate Me: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku Lament
I like my X-laws./
They hate me. When you mess up,/
you sacrifice choice.
Green Southwest Idaho: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Late cold rainy Spring./
It’s my first drive through a green/
Southwest Idaho.
As I Leave Town: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament
As I’m leaving town,/
she’s getting mani-pedI’d/
and her eyebrows waxed.
Not The One, Now What: Rhyming Poem
I thought
you could be the one,
but if you say
you are not,
you are not.
Now what?