No dad should reach the/
point where he must tell his girl:/
“Go. Die. I can’t help.”
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
Being There For You: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Being there for her/
means sometimes I won’t answer
her painful request.
We Won’t Answer Because We Love: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
You may now notice/
that all the people who love/
you won’t talk to you.
Do You Hear Me?: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
How much would joy be/
increased if women said what/
they meant, and men heard?
Not Couldn’t But Wouldn’t: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I wasn’t doing/
anything so I couldn’t/
get her. I wouldn’t.
Written after my daughter’s phone call from a eating disorder treatment center: “What are you doing that you can’t come and get me?!?”
Giving Her Control: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
She felt as though she/
had no control, so I gave/
it back. It’s now hers.
Or
it back. She must do.
Or
… so I quit
helping her escape.
Written after my daughter claimed she had no control in her life, then called me begging me to come get her from a treatment center she could leave on her own.
Who Is Strong Enough? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
She is strong enough/
to do this. Can we be strong/
enough to let her?
Written after my daughter was admitted to a treatment center for eating disorders, then started calling, begging to be released.
Worst Father Ever: Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku
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.
Heeding God’s Message: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When everyone gets/
the same message from God, it’s/
hard to ignore Him.
What My Kids Say Post Haircut: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
My new haircut makes/
me look classy, like the old/
“Storage Wars” Jag dude.