If you let your mom/
do your laundry, she will shrink/
every shirt you own.
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
Picasso’s View, Waking: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
She lay* close to my/
view. I finally understood/
what Picasso saw.
OR
*slept
Silent Stairway To Nowhere: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Decades of feet ran/
up these old ghost town stairs, which/
now just lead nowhere.
No Apologies To Stephen Hawking: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
“While there’s life, there is hope.” STEPHEN HAWKING, People’s Daily Online, Jun. 14, 2006
Even when there is/
no life, there is life, and so/
there is always hope.
What’s My Purpose: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Do you ever ask/
You: “What should I be doing?”/
What is the answer?
Cool Accidents: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
My straw hat got crushed/
on accident, but now it/
looks very natty.
I Didn’t Expect Her To Wave Back: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
As I drove by, I/
waved at the whitefaced cow. She/
watched and wagged her ear.
Seattle’s Post Super Bowl Question: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
Why not run? Why not/
Run? Why Not run? WHY not RUN?/
WHY NOT RUN?!? Why not?
Perspective — His Friend Had A Stroke: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
The most important/
Game of the year and one huge/
Fan doesn’t care much.
Super Bowl Sunday Home Field Advantage: Revolutionary ImproVerse Iambic Poem
The cold and rain gives way/
to early morning fog and mist./
The Arizona desert in Phoenix/
is not supposed to be like this./
I’ll always revel in something different.