Summer sausage and/cheese for dinner. Does it get/
much better than that?
Wisconsin Friday Dinner: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Summer sausage and/cheese for dinner. Does it get/
much better than that?
Category Archives: Revolutionary Poetry and Writing
Summer sausage and/cheese for dinner. Does it get/
much better than that?
Nothing To Write About: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Her red shoes and purse/were as stunning as she was, /
but she was working.
Or
Her red shoes and purse/
are stunning, but be quiet!/
She’s a working girl!
Empty Music Row During A Light Rain: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
An Advantage of/
living in Seattle: Rain/
doesn’t bother you.
OR
An Advantage of/
Living in Seattle: Rain/
don’ buffuh you none.
living in Seattle: Rain/
doesn’t bother you.
OR
An Advantage of/
Living in Seattle: Rain/
don’ buffuh you none.
Music Row To Yourself: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It’s easy to have/
Music Row to yourself. Like/
walking in the rain.
#EmptyMusicRow
Music Row to yourself. Like/
walking in the rain.
#EmptyMusicRow
Timing: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Free Verse
The moment when/
you partake of the bread/
and drink of the cup/
is not the time/
when you should decide/
if you are worthy/
to thus remember Him.
Utah Valley Priorities: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Want to have no crowds/doing temple work? Go when/
BYU’s playing!
OR
Want to do temple/
work with no crowds? Attend/
when BYU’s playing!
Based on a text from a friend of mine who went to a Utah valley LDS Temple during the BYU/Nebraska football season opener, 2015: “There was nobody there!”
Make The Change: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
How can we change the/
world if we keep fleeing life’s/
hardest battlefields?
Giving Hugs Is Hard: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
I stood on the street,/
arms outstretched for hugs. Dogs and/
children gave freely.
There’s Always Hope: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
The great thing about/
Tomorrow is that it will/
always offer Hope.
Canada Geese Formation At Moonrise And Sunrise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Good morning, geese V!/
I cried seeing you against/
the moon last night, too