She calls, asking me/
to take her from something which/
can save her life. No!
–written 2 hours after my daughter was admitted to a treatment center for eating disorders. She called, crying, begging me to pick her up.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Carpe Diem, Carpe Youm: Romantic IMprov Haiku
Do you know how it/
feels to see your presence? It’s/
like when the sun shines.
OR
How does it feel to/
see your presence? It’s like the/
rising sun warms me.
No Music For You Today: Romantic IMprov Haiku
I’m so close I can/
almost see your office. I/
won’t lift my boombox.
Two Hours Before The Wedding: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
It’s NOT about me.
It’s not about ME.
It’s not ABOUT me.
IT’S not about me.
It’s NOT about ME.
IT’S NOT about ME.
IT IS NOT ABOUT ME!
What My Kids Say Post Haircut: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
My new haircut makes/
me look classy, like the old/
“Storage Wars” Jag dude.