Category Archives: Revolutionary IMprov Poetry

So What If I Think I Am? Or She Is? – Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

When did being the/
center of the Universe /
become a bad thing?

Prompted by this video:

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How small is planet earth !

Teacher’s Day Off: Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

She sits with her cats,
and books she should have read;
Dreams of Wonderland
and stares vacantly ahead.

As the felines stretch and purr,
and the sun brightly shines,
she hears lawnmowers whirr
and the 2-cycles whine.

Yet she, with so much to do,
moves to her chair from her bed,
stores the words she’s thought through,
and turns on Netflix instead.

For $7.99 she vacates her head,
and buries her mind in The Walking Dead.