It’s a shock when you/
think you know a Mensch, then learn/
new, down to zero.
Category Archives: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poetry
Cry An Example: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Do not ever hate/
crying with emotion*, or/
you’ll shut off my tears.
OR
*emotional crying, ‘cuz/
Ignorance Is Painful: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Violating a/
woman feels much worse when you/
don’t know what happened.
Shame At The Judgement Bar: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
At His Judgement Bar,/
I don’t want to think or feel:
“Get me out of here!”
Church Notes: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
If I examine/
my life, change, and follow Him,
what does that look like?
Waiting For My Map: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Free Form Poetry
Sitting in the pew,
I am
A clean slate;
An empty chalkboard;
A white doc;
A unformed lump of clay;
A tilled garden;
A blank canvas.
I wait to hear
What He will say;
What direction I should go;
What I will change;
What He wants me to do;
How to best obey.
I’m willing to turn
my life over;
Fill my empty,
clean,
white,
unformed,
tilled,
blank
heart and soul and mind
with His directions.
Begin.
Quixote Messiah Museum Surprise: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I gazed past the legs/
of Don Quixote to hear/
Messiah’s surprise.
Daily Uncle Walt W. Change: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
She asks me: What will/
your verse be? Answer: It’s new./
I write it daily.
Lift Where I Stand: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Iambic Poem
If I’m to lift where I stand/
How often should I reprimand/
Others for their silliness?/
The government for causing duress?/
Our kids and friends for giving us stress?
Capitalists for raising prices?
Immoral folks who are spreading vices?
Big industry for pollution?
Bankers with no economic solution?
Do we rail as some try to do good?
Could their motives be misunderstood?
We often stand and criticize,
As we look with judging eyes.
What if we focused our critical gaze
Into our own internal maze?
Wouldn’t we see so much clearer
If we looked, first and only, into the mirror?
Would we be able to do more good
If we learned to lift where we stood?
We do not stick our heads in the sand/
When we help by lifting where we stand.
For isn’t it said: There is nothing greater
than loving God by serving our neighbor?
Angel In The Garden: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
She would have been my/
Garden angel, but I had/
to face pain alone.