What would it take to/
be the man with her weekends/
and for forever?
Category Archives: Revolutionary IMprov Poetry
It’s In Her: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
My daughter: Before/
she ran with wolves, she danced with/
salmon, spied turtles.
We, Broken, Can All Be Healed: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
How awesome to know/
that, in some way, we are all/
broken, but He heals.
Italian Food Plus Desert Mystery: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku
He wondered where she’d/
go for fresh lime gelato/
and baked pizza dough?
Those Sunglasses: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
She thinks I am in/
the Matrix, but everything/
I’m seeing is real.
On Accepting Help: Revolutionary IMprov Free Verse Poem
It’s such a common thing
among
the sisters of Zion.
So many walls up.
So much fear.
And worry.
And don’ts.
And can’ts.
And shouldn’ts.
As though they think
anyone will think
less of them
for the less
that others do
to them.
As though we
who have been
or could be
there
would ever
deride them
for seeking,
quietly,
for the help
others force them into.
They feel bad
and hide
and suffer
inside,
instead
of letting charity
never fail.
I Coulda Had: Revolutionary IMprov Iambic Poem
Her butter burger
with cheddar
better
be mo’ betta
than the fajita
that I’ll eat-a.
Validation From The One: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku
It’s sad my daughter’s/
validation must come from/
others, not the One.
Another Saturday Night (And I’m Here On Facebook) : Romantic IMprov Song Cover
Sung to the tune of “Another Saturday Night” by Sam Cooke, also sung by Cat Stevens and others
Another Saturday night/
and I’m stuck on Facebook!/
I forgot an event/
(but I hadn’t paid).
How I wish that I’d gone out hiking*!
I’m in an awful way!
It’s hard on a fella/
when he’s been too long around./
I’ve dated all the honeys/
and all they want is money./
I’m gonna have to blow this town.
(Chorus)
*dancing
A brother once told me/
he knew a sister who was so fine./
Instead of seeing inner beauty,/
she wants to date a cutey/
with his body that is so divine.
Ohhhh (Chorus)
*eating
I stumbled and I fell bad;/
consumed with worldly lusts./
I truly have repented,/
but I may as well be dead/
because they feel no trust.
OOOhh (Chorus)
*to anything!