I shall not, today, go to classes
where old men wittily incite the masses
to laugh, with fake spirituality,
at jokes too oft said inappropriately.
I shall not go later to dessert
with those who smile, but often hurt
with backstabbing comments and bad advice,
(thought they’re only guilty of trying to be nice.)
I shall write poetry instead;
allowing sweet muse to clear my head.
As the train’s gentle rhythm rocks me to and fro,
into the joy of my creative mind I shall go.
For it is there, when I’m most dazed and confused,
that I can find my kindest refuge.
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What Path Will She Stay On? Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku Lament
Will she join friends and/
be enlightened? Or sink more/
into debauch’ry?
I Love To See The Temple – Part 2: Revolutionary Improv Primary Song Redo
I love to see the Temple./
I’m going back some day./
I used to love to go there/
but then I lost my way./
But the Temple is a holy place/
that I will not defile./
I’ll go back there when I am clean,/
*though it may take a while!
OR
*it’s taken quite a while!
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If you want to hear me sing the song (in improv format) as it happened, go to this link on YouTube
Be In Control Of Your Own OH! Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
She was in control/
of her own OH! She knew when/
to come, when to go.
OR
Be in control of/
your life’s own OH! Know when to/
come and when to go.
The Night Before Valentine's: Romantic Iambic Poetic Lament
T’was the night before Valentine’s
And all through my heart,
My soul’s strings were stirring.
But where should I start?
There are women from long past
Who I once used to date.
Some slipped quietly away.
Others couldn’t wait.
Does one Muse stay around,
Perhaps alone, waiting
For me to change my life?
Hopefully anticipating?
I may not have heard from her
For a year or more.
But if I reached out again
Could it be as before?
Could we rekindle the love?
Could we reignite the flame?
Could we talk deep through the night?
Could we moonlight dance again?
Does she think of me
on this pre-romantic night?
Should I reach out to her
And hope things work out alright?
Or should I sup and dance
And laugh and spend time
With a new-found fan who asked:
“Will you be my Valentine?”
I’ll give her her due;
I’ll stick to our plan.
I mean, wouldn’t you?
Knowing “A bird in the hand … “?
Maybe next year I’ll be ready
For her to reappear.
Like the Cubs in October:
“There’s always next year!”
Or will
I still
be lonely?
We’ll see.
Carpooling Blonde Query: Romantic IMprov (Almost) Limerick
She a cool, tall blonde/
Of whom I could be fond./
Does she want to carpool with me/
To see what kind of gentleman I’ll be?/
Or just to save gas?
Seeing Clearly: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
The scales fell from my/
eyes. I realized it’s not/
all about dating.