When you spend your day/
in awe and hero worship,/
you write nothing new.
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
Roadmap Guides We Follow: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem
Everybody tries to give us
roadmaps for our lives.
Our friends
at the bar,
our buddies
on our sports teams,
our neighbors,
family members,
schoolmates,
coworkers,
our bosses,
the garbageman,
the guy at the store.
Everyone.
They all have a good
idea
of what we should do,
shouldn’t do,
and how we should do it
or not do it,
and why.
Most of these guides
are well-meaning.
They may have some hidden agenda,
some ulterior motives,
but most of the time
they just wish
what’s best for us,
and for our happiness.
So why do we ignore
that one God who loves us
unconditionally.
He who has no ulterior motive
other
than our happiness
and well-being?
He who is big,
and because He is perfect,
and because he knows us better
than we know ourselves,
can give us
the advice and counsel
that will ultimately make us
happy
beyond measure?
Why don’t we listen
to Him?
Taking Advice From God: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
We all get road maps.
We all get guidance.
We all get advice
from different sources.
Why not get
counsel and advice
from Someone Who
loves us perfectly
and Who only
wants our highest
and best good,
with no ulterior motives?
Why They Call It Joy Riding: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem
Click here for the video that prompted this poem)
Driving through
the snow-covered high
desert,
top down,
sun in my face,
wind blasting,
splitting my lips,
running my nose,
rocking to the radio,
I can’t help but look around,
see the mountain vistas,
throw my both my hands
high
in the air,
surf the wind,
yell “YEAAAAAAAAYHHHHHH!!!!”
and cry with unspeakable joy.
Damn, I’m happy!
And look!
There’s an American flag :-)!!!
Do Stand-Up After Getting Stood Up: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When I get stood up/
on a date, I can always/
do open mic poems.
Topless In The Walmart Parking Lot: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem
I can sit/
in the Walmart/
parking lot,
top down rockin’,/
and make people happy.
Slow Freeway Traffic Bennies: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Slow freeway traffic/
in my ragtop means I can/
watch sun- and moon-set.