Springtime in Chicago

Cold … Chilly … Warm … Hot … Cold

Thunder, lightening, crazy wind

Torrential rain and flash floods

Topped off with a bit of snow

April Fools Day

A new poetry series inspired by National Poetry Writing Month.

April Fools Day

Foolery Today

A watchful eye – stay alert

The jokes not on you

What’s Hot – What’s Not

I was hanging out with Daniel at Bobby Love’s, a neighborhood gay bar filled with many colorful characters. During a number of karaoke performances, one fan would rush the stage to help out the band.

My mind wandered during one performance and this Haiku surfaced:

Air guitar is out
Umbrella guitar is hot
Strum it baby, strum