Learning To Play: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

Playing at making paper flowers, Springville Museum of Art, Jan 2014“Do you want to play?”/
“I don’t know how.” “Me neither.”/
So then they both did.
OR
“Wanna play?” he asked./
“I don’t know how.” “Me neither.”/
So then they both learned.

Harmonic Memories Of A Sunset Float: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

Oohm float sunset, July, Lake Winneconne, WisconsinGazing at her golden hair
and softly glowing skin/
made me wish I was again there.
A Midwest lake: I’m diving in.

I float in the sunset,
and lay there, half submerged;
half warmed by sun, half cooled with wet;
harmonizing breathing and chirping birds.

An hummed experience of oohhmmm that was new.
A sung peace that tuned my innermost core.
The harmonic returns again as I view
her golden-toned decoutage’ once more.

She somehow can carry within her calm face
the memories and tones of another peaceful place.