No inventory
of where you’ve been, what you’ve done?
You’ll soon go nowhere.
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
We’re So Connected, We’re Not: Lament
Instead of scenic views and observations,
we watch reels.
Instead of conversations:
“Look at this.”
Ok Boomer Is Ageism
When some young ‘un yells /
“Ok, Boomer!” at me, I’ll/
call out: “Ageism!”
Why Not Now Because: ImproVerse Haiku
A writer friend, Mimi Allin, posted this on Facebook:
“why not now?”
to which I responded:
Where’s Donovan’s Hurdy-Gurdy Man? Haiku
When you get older/
you might ask: “Where’s Donovan’s/
Hurdy-Gurdy Man?”
(Here’s the song. I JUST learned Jimmy Page (Yardbirds, Led Zeppelin) played guitar on this!)
Smoking Face Mask Failure: Haiku
If face masks can’t stop
the stench of six smokes, how can
they stop viruses?
Life’s Game Rules Change: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
How do you compete/
in life’s game when Big Brother/
keeps changing the rules?
Don’t Mind Read Bus Throwing: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
If we think people/
are throwing us under the /
bus, we should ask them.
Seek Good No Matter Who Rules: Haiku
It doesn’t matter/
who’s in power. They all do/
good and bad. Seek good.
—Post-election, pre-inauguration wisdom from the Old Woman of the Woods
Swallowing That Black Pill: Revolutionary Haiku
Though that black pill is/
hard and bitter to swallow, /
I must have more faith.