When your wife echoes
old prophets’ warnings, maybe
now folks will listen.
Category Archives: Revolutionary Poetry and Writing
Results of Being Grateful: IMprov Haiku
When you are grateful,
you become joyful, happy,
and have peace, not Angst.
We’re So Connected, We’re Not: Lament
Instead of scenic views and observations,
we watch reels.
Instead of conversations:
“Look at this.”
Instead of asking and learning:
“Google it.”
No wonder we’re so disconnected
from each other:
We’re too connected
to our devices.
But at least with GPS
men can get directions
without asking anyone.
Filth Can’t Uplift Or Inspire: Haiku Lament
When I dive into/
filth, there’s nothing uplifting/
I can write about.
Where Can My Soul Be Inspired? Haiku
If I don’t put my/
soul where it can be inspired, /
how can I create?
Jonah and Me, Fearing and Silent
Now I understand
How Jonah, pre-whale, felt: Told
to say, yet fearing.
Sewing My Ripped Jeans And Hiding: IMprov Haiku
I sewed my ripped jeans./
Not the best patch job, but my/
underwear won’t show.
Clouds And My Friend Orion: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Meteor Watching,
I just saw clouds, Orion.
That’s more than enough.
Watching Mozart and Beethoven Blues Jam
The young bluesmen riff*/
And I, in awe, watch
greatness,/
Like hearing Mozart.
OR
*jam
Autumn’s Dance of Death
On a broken chair,/
propped up by rotting woodchips,/
I watch Fall’s death dance.