It’s In Her: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

My daughter: Before/
she ran with wolves, she danced with/
salmon, spied turtles.

They’re Here! Purple Martins Return: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I dreamed they were here,/
and I yelled: “They are here!” And/
now, at last, they’re here!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vooWAoTixNc

My video camera ran,/
dancing with the lake’s waves/
and the sky’s reflections.

My fingers froze,
trying to hold lens steady,
silently breathing.

I’ve learned to be quiet,
to live with the pain
of stillness.

It was all worth it
to hear a lone loon
call the sunset goodbye.

It’s always worth the/
effort to wait it out as/
the sunset improves.

Man-made intrusions/
don’t ruin lake views when they/
promise summer fun.

Her comments about/
comparing our poetic/
talents begged questions.

Hunting show hosts will/
always yell “beautiful ____*”/
after they’ve killed it.

*bird, buck, thing

Hunting show hosts will/
yell “beautiful ____*” after/
they’ve killed it. It was.

I wish the purple /
martins had migrated. They/
missed a great sunset.

There is little quite/
so strange as seeing snow on/
purple martins’ roofs.

The late-spring blizzard/
didn’t seem cold, but it still/
turned the lakeshore blue.