She steals my sweatshirt, /
my shoes, my gloves. Still, I’m glad/
she’s back and not dead.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Choices Of Necessity: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
It’s good to see me/
blog again. I stopped to get/
my nest well feathered.
A Good New Year: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Black-eyed peas, pecan/
pie, and Dawg’s win for New Year’s./
Welcome to Dixie!
My New New Year’s Day Tradition: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
New Year’s Black-Eyed Peas/
plus Wisconsin bacon ends: /
Merging 2 great tastes.
To Wallow Or Not: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
If you wallow and/
dwell on all things that could go/
wrong, they prob’ly will.
I grew up in the land of ice and snow but never saw these: Ice Collars / Ice Flowers: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Move to new climates/
and you may see different and/
strange ice formations.
*For a better description of Ice Flowers, refer to Dr. James Carter, Illinois State University, http://my.ilstu.edu/~jrcarter/ice/flowers/ this article.
Sideways Subtle Wishing: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
How do you wish one/
you were once close to “Happy/
[fill in blank]”? Write poems.
My Land! Dixie Christmas Tree Cuttin’: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
A double-bit ax,
flannel shirt, dog, and my own/
Christmas tree. Life’s good.
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!
BBQ Engagement Dinner ‘Cuz She’s A Dixie Chick: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Get engaged to a/
Dixie woman, CELEBRATE/
with good BBQ!