Dear God: I ached in/
Seattle’s clouds for decades./
Show me clear night skies.
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
Impromptu Sing-Along: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
The stringed melody/
in the nursing home,/
did not make me weep,/
but my eyes watered/
and my soul was touched/
upon hearing the/
impromptu quivering voices/
of those aged folks/
whose lives have found
His Amazing Grace.
He Is Too Old To Rock And Roll: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I need ten people/
to like my car dancing to/
make up for one jerk.
God’s Messenger Takes A Jar Of Plums To Herb: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse
I drive
past palm trees
and mangrove swamps
and sawgrass
and waterways
and gators,
by divine request
to kibbitz
with an old man,
church friends of mine’s father,
to bring him
home-canned plums in apple juice
and love
and blessings to a blind man,
that he may see again
his daughter’s devotion.
I’m sent by divine decree.
The thought came to me,
suddenly, surprisingly,
certainly,
directly.
So why do I fear?
Why am I nervous?
Why do I feel silly?
My big heart
can carry the message
God wants it to bring.
Of Jessica #2: Revolutionary IMprov Napkin Haiku
The English major/
in me says: “Since when did you/
need our permission?”
Slide It To The Left, Yeah: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
In honor of my/
child and her mom, I let the/
Harlem Shuffle play.
OR
In honor of my/
daughter, I didn’t turn off/
the Harlem Shuffle.
The Photographers Photographer’s Photograph: ImproVerse Free Verse Poem
Every photographer/
should have/
a photograph/
of themselves/
photographing/
photographers/
with/
their photographs.
Temple Work Goes Both Ways (or) Ministering Angels Minister To Earth Angels: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
They minister to/
us, because we minister/
to them: A fair trade.
Empty Closed For Cleaning Temple: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When the temple’s closed/
for cleaning, the feeling’s not/
the same. They aren’t there.
Growing Up At A dc4qt Concert
Growing up is when/
you learn: You can be happy/
because your kids are.
