Does it matter much/
How I touch, as long as I/
touch much more often?
Tag Archives: working through issues
UngewueBt Wie Zuvor: German Rhyming Haiku
Wenn ihre Kinder/
nach Hause kommen, ist es/
wieder unbekannt.
Gospel Music In Deep Woods Georgia — Haiku
It’s a good Sabbath
when you come home from church, weep/
to “God is Awesome”.
Change Your Life Path – Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When life doesn’t go/
the way you want, change either/
your path, work, or dreams
Why Label Ourselves? Revolutionary Haiku
Folks want to label/
themselves as some small group but
what if we’re just folks?
Upon Thinking On A Deep Funk: Revolutionary Email Free Verse Lament
Her creativity,
this evening’s music muse,
wafts like a late autumn breeze
out her door,
down the hallway,
to my ears.
Peace.
My oldest creation,
son,
and his creation,
my granddaughter,
gaze,
smiling,
from my screensaver.
Joy.
Yet I,
creative meistro
sitting on a hickory’d hill,
fall’s colored leaves
glowing in the sunset;
bright moon and stars
gleaming in the dark
rural’d night,
haven’t written
for daze.
Weeks.
Blank.
Work,
government linguistics,
leaky doors,
amityville horror phermone’d bugs,
busted lights,
stalled furnaces,
all beyond the grasp
of my repair.
Guilt.
Gardens unharvested;
tall fall grasses
in the front yard
unburned,
failed wildflower experiments
where there once was so much
promise.
Melancholy.
All around me,
there is paper
and hundreds of shades
of different hues,
muse,
notes,
thousands of words
i could use.
Yet none come.
Funk.
What to do.
What to do?
Do.
Perhaps
creativity
will drop
like dew
when I do.
And I’ll rinse my face
and cleanse my soul
and refresh my heart
and free my mind.
It’s worth a try.
My Poetic Dream Exists In Georgia: Romantic Napkin Poem
I left for Georgia./
I took my writing with me./
She really exists!
She Blows Away My Angst: Romantic Napkin Haiku
Even when love blooms/
me, poet, still carries Angst./
She blows it away.
No More Whining: Revolutionary Napkin Poetry
Remember when I’d/
stand here, weep and moan about/
my dates. I won’t now!
Done: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
I’m done. I’ve finished./
Words bled out on pages and/
exposed all of me.
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