She lay* close to my/
view. I finally understood/
what Picasso saw.
OR
*slept
Tag Archives: view
Northbound 5:20 p.m. RR Pluses And Minuses: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet
The wheels clack and moan./
The coaches bend and sway./
The rails sing along/
to the song of the railway.
You glimpse into hidden back yards;/
junk noone wants you to see./
Ripped apart trash and old cars./
Back-porch sitters, lonely.
Then scenery opens to your view/
that noone else appreciates./
Beaches, marshes, prairies too./
Mountain vistas, sunset lakes.
A new perspective is yours to gain,
to ponder and enjoy when you ride the train.
Harmonic Memories Of A Sunset Float: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet
Gazing 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.
New Shoes Muse Blues: Revolutionary Rhyming IMprov Haiku
I need the chance to/
view what I can do with a/
new muse in those shoes!
OR
Give me a chance to/
view what poetry can do/
to a new shoes muse!
Getting To The Mountaintop Together: Revolutionary ConTexting Limerick
Can someone who/
did not struggle with you/
to gain the mountaintop even understand
the triumph so grand?
Should they share the view?
Or
Should someone who
didn’t struggle with you
to the mountaintop
share the view?
Or should they stop?
What Is Life’s Destination: Romantic IMprov Sonnet
It doesn’t matter where the trail goes,
the kind of views we see.
Travel’s about life’s ebb and flow;
the connection of you and me.
The activities we could daily face
would pale in significance,
and become secondary in their place
to what we do in our own love’s dance.
Others may travel far and wide
to create their new experience.
But we, firmly at each other’s side,
daily grab and relish that chance.
For our souls have learned that these facts are true:
I’m your touchstone, and my destination is you.