Heaven’s admission/
price is obedience. We/
don’t have to “get it”.
Monthly Archives: March 2015
Her Dining Choice: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
She could have dined on/
Asian noodles. Instead, she’ll/
feast on haiku’d words.
Banter To Introspection: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
As sun’s light leaves the/
evening sky, light banter turns/
to introspection.
Where Would The Ruby-ed Shoe-bied Teacher Go? Revolutionary Improv Rhyming Poem
The blonde teacher/
crossed and uncrossed/
her ankles slow /
and lo!/
I watched her toes/
flow/
back-and-forth and to-and-fro/
and so/
I wondered where she would go/
if she clicked together, in the front row,/
her ruby slippers? I-O/
wa? Idaho?
I don’t know.
Seattle Versus Springville (Utah): Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
I like waving at/
the sun daily instead of/
just once a quarter.
Or
the sun once a day instead/
of once a quarter.
Intensity Parity: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
She was once intense/
in chasing me. Should I be/
that way t’wards her now?