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Poetic reveal,
the future of open mic;
No dress rehearsal,
it will once again express
the art and soul of this town.

Graveyard fantasy,
the zombies woke up on fire;
Full of pent up rage
aching for a place to roam,
a mindless crowd to devour.

Flamethrower control,
empty heads have been cut off;
Hard floor reopened;
Now the freethinkers are back 
to destroy with their improv.

Categories: improv, angst, art, emotions, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Improv Septolet


           Sudden 
 undressed rehearsal;
            Improv,
such sensual blocking;

     Scene erased 
 rewritten in lipstick, 
   alternate ending.

Categories: improv, emotions, feelings, lust, romance,
Form: Other

Ambient Architectural

A single note
Just starting with a single note. 
Drawn to the vibration 
Then another, ally, companion. 
These two becoming firm friends
As others come to join the fray. 
Repeating and finding new meaning,
Never quite knowing their course
Yet their purpose so sure. 
Allowing the sound to penetrate
Lighting the fire in the belly
As another note is plucked
From obscurity
In

Categories: improv, music,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Life At the Improv

attempting 
to tempt
temptation
i may face
damnation
if thoughts
translate to
actions

quiet on
the set

action
the thunder
clap director
yells as lightning
lighting catches me

sitting on a set
of a movie
that i know
no lines to
but i'm

supposed to be
the lead as i
squint my
eyes 
to

see the sunrise
perhaps that's
my cue but
not knowing
what to do

i begin by
adlibing a
nonesense
syllabical 
soliloquy

not quite what
you might call
babbling but
blubbering
for i've be

come a child
again pass
ed birth
but

Categories: improv, muse,
Form: I do not know?

Romeo Improv Un-Recorded

Thou lay'st like a rose on deaths pillow
Silent and still, unsoothed by lifes request
Asleep the dawns and days of all and all
Eternity. My lovely Juliet
Wherefore art thou companions company?
Dost thou mockest life? "O my love, my wife!
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty"
Knows't not you of

Categories: improv, death, lovelife, death, art,
Form: Blank verse

Self-Esteem (Free Verse Improv)

At first, you compare, like side-by-side 
metronome tick and tock from (not) you to you and back.

At second tick, brick-by-brick are towers built in defense
against non-existent foes.  A miner's diligence, it takes
to dig beneath in roundabout ways; to catch off guard, 
defenses down.

At third tock, through periscopes you peer
submerged in oceans never mapped, gone
off

Categories: improv, introspection
Form: Free verse

Improv On Pennies.

Acorn hats of wood
balanced on each fingertip
while giggles spill rich.
Felt tip markers draw the eyes
in this poor man's puppet show.

Categories: improv, childhood, happiness, life,
Form: Tanka