She wondered if I/
didn’t go dancing from fear./
More likely, I’m bored.
Category Archives: Revolutionary Poetry and Writing
Why Trim The Shubbery? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I’d trim bushes so/
trees look taller, but noone/
visits anymore.
Pushing 5000 Poems: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Is it mere numbers?/
Or is it more like genius,/
free and untethered?
Reconfiguring Our Minds: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
We don’t need to be/
chastised or corrected, but/
just reconfigured.
Am I A Blind Poet? Or Myoptic: Revolutionary Blogging Rhyming Haiku
Eyes closed, I compose./
Should I join blind poets, or/
squint myopically?
Finding Deep Meanings: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Snow on plum blossoms/
in April means something. I’m/
too tired to know what.
OR
Snow on fruit blossoms/
in Spring means something, but I’m/
too tired to know what.
Who Attended The Better Class? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
He went to a class/
to be taught. She attended/
the Temple and learned.
Train Tunnel Tuba: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Flatulating deep/
within a train tunnel sounds/
like a tuba note.
OR
Flatulating in/
a train tunnel sounds like a/
long, deep tuba note.
Natural Wall Art: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I stuck a maple/
leaf so it protruded from/
a concrete wall. Art?
OR
Does sticking a leaf/
so it protrudes from a wall/
of concrete make art?
Receiving Inspiration By The Spirit: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
If I don’t receive/
any inspiration, *whose/
fault will that then be?
OR
*who’s/
then accountable?