Is it mere numbers?/
Or is it more like genius,/
free and untethered?
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
Reconfiguring Our Minds: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
We don’t need to be/
chastised or corrected, but/
just reconfigured.
Finding Deep Meanings: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Snow on plum blossoms/
in April means something. I’m/
too tired to know what.
OR
Snow on fruit blossoms/
in Spring means something, but I’m/
too tired to know what.
Who Attended The Better Class? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
He went to a class/
to be taught. She attended/
the Temple and learned.
Train Tunnel Tuba: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Flatulating deep/
within a train tunnel sounds/
like a tuba note.
OR
Flatulating in/
a train tunnel sounds like a/
long, deep tuba note.
Natural Wall Art: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I stuck a maple/
leaf so it protruded from/
a concrete wall. Art?
OR
Does sticking a leaf/
so it protrudes from a wall/
of concrete make art?
Shuffle Off To Draper At The Train Station: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I wonder how oft/
she danced with herself, that old/
step-ball-change soft shoe.
New Views Come From Extending Your Path: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Quatrain
You must walk past/
where you’re supposed to go/
to see visions/
you’ve never viewed before
Changing My Perspective: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Instead of looking/
for fault in others, I should/
find the great in all.
We Each Have Our Gardens: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
And we walked through the/
garden, and he looked down. As/
we left, he gazed up.
OR
As we walked through the/
garden, he looked down. As we/
left, he gazed upward.