I’m just waiting for/
someone to see me the way/
that I truly am.
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
Room To Love: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
These cute nappy-haired/
kids were once not ours. But now,/
thankfully, they are.
The Giving Tree Is 50! Revolutionary Rhyming ImproVerse Haiku
The Giving Tree is/
not quite as old as me, but/
we are both happy.
Seeing In Holy Places: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Standing in holy/
places lets me see the view/
God wants me to have.
Disconnecting With The Earth: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku Lament
Instead of walking/
on grass, I chose the paved path./
Am I losing touch?
OR
Instead of walking/
on the grass, I chose the paved/
path. I’m losing touch.
Two Neighborhoods. Two Sounds. Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Most neighborhoods have/
singing birds. Mine has freeway/
truck noise. Should I move?
Riding Front RUnner Blind: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I normally take/
lakeview seats. I’ll switch sides; I/
can’t see anyway.
Women Use A Lot: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
If you’re not sure she’ll/
have some, it’s always wise to/
BYOTP.
Why Trim The Shubbery? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I’d trim bushes so/
trees look taller, but noone/
visits anymore.
Pushing 5000 Poems: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Is it mere numbers?/
Or is it more like genius,/
free and untethered?