The last spires went on/
the burned church, lifted my heart/
and filled me with joy*.
*hope
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
What Shape To Do: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I realized I/
am not in the shape I want/
to be in to do.
Rural Road Tractor Driver: Revolutionary ImproVerse Hiaku
Why did I wave at/
the farmer on the tractor?/
Because he feeds me.
Listen To The Rhapsody Radio: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
A car swerved and cut/
me off just as Queen sang, loud,:/
“Let him go!” I did.
Leaving Crushed Dreams Behind: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
She has a dream that’s/
been crushed. Maybe that wasn’t/
the dream she needed.
OR
We all have dreams which/
get crushed. Maybe they are not/
the dreams we’re needing.
How Good Fresh Corn Tastes: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
My glad face smeared with/
corn and butter, I give thanks/
for the gleaners’ rows.
Old Testament Principles: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
The corn long-ago/
harvested, I got a wave/
in the gleaners’ rows.
32 Years Ago Today: Revolutionary Rhyming ImproVerse Haiku
Anniversaries/
Bring melancholy feelings/
When the meaning’s gone.
Easy Sinus Cure: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I figured out how/
to cure my sinuses and/
coughs: snort wasabe.
Or
eat wasabe.
Caught Unawares: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It surprises me/
that something so simple could/
bring such bad feelings.