A poem, or two – inspired by improv

Hat tip to Leif Hansen: A poem by Haviz, 14th Century Sufi poet

There is a Wonderful Game

There is a wonderful game we should play,
And it goes like this:

We hold hands and look into each other’s eyes
And scan each other’s face.

Then I say,
“Now tell me a difference you see between us.”

And you respond,
“Hafiz, your nose is ten times bigger than mine!”

Then I would say,
“Yes, my dear, almost ten times!”
But let’s keep playing.
Let’s go deeper,
Go deeper.
For if we do,
Our spirits will embrace
And interweave.

Our union will be so glorious
That even God
Will not be able to tell us apart.

There is a wonderful game
We should play with everyone
And it goes like this…

And another, hat tip to Cat Gilliam

With that Moon Language

Admit something:
Everyone you see, you say to them,
“Love me.”

Of course you do not do this out loud;
Otherwise,
Someone would call the cops.

Still though, think about this,
This great pull in us
To connect.

Why not become the one
Who lives with a full moon in each eye
That is always saying,

With that sweet moon
language,

What every other eye in this world
Is dying to
Hear.