I’m really good at/
splitting Midwest fireplace wood./
That keeps us both warm.
Category Archives: Revolutionary Poetry and Writing
It Could Be Worse: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem Lament
Death
of my
battery.
When your mother
keeps the car trunk light
on
for 2 days,
that’s what happens.
And what Chrysler engineer
had the idiot idea
to put the battery
in the driver’s-side
wheel well,
behind a splash guard,
with no easily-accessible
screws?
Stupidhead.
I was furious.
45 minutes
and 2 screws out,
6 to go,
I was worse.
I walked home.
I was cold.
I was angry.
Then I met the guy
who was a few blocks away
from getting on the freeway.
He stopped at a stop sign,
and his axle on his old van
broke,
and his front wheel
fell off.
And he was grateful.
“It could have been
so much worse.
I was blessed.”
He was right.
And now I’m grateful
and blessed.
Worried About Thanksgiving: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
The worst feeling in/
the world: Have diarrhea/
on Thanksgiving Eve.
Swerving Holiday Spirit: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
When your holiday/
spirit start to swerve, just sing,/
remember, and serve.
Dress Shouldn’t Matter: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
In blue jeans, sneakers,/
and open-collared shirt, I/
renew covenants.
How Did I Get Too Old? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
How did I become/
one of those old guys who won’t/
dance into the fray?
License Plate Laugher: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Her license plate said/
“Live to laugh”. When we did, we/
both had our days made.