When you find a cairn/
where you wanted to stack one,/
you ask: “Who built this?!?”
Category Archives: Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry
Why Go Topless? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When I became the/
I-15 topless dancer,/
I made people smile.
OR
By becoming the/
I-15 topless dancer,/
I make people smile!
No Apology Necessary: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Why apologize /
for doing something that you /
promised you would do?
Language Barrier: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It’s not that we’re not/
speaking the same language, but/
that we’re not talking.
How Mother’s Day Started: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Mother’s Day started/
as a world-wide petition,/
by mothers, for Peace.
Or
Mother’s Day started/
not by Hallmark, but mothers/
to establish peace.
This Fits To A T: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poetry
You were the mother
of my escape,
of the start
of the birth
of my
(as yet unfinished)
self-discovery journey.
It was you
who set my feet on the path
that opened up my soul
and my heart
and my mind
to what could be
and should be
and now,
increasingly,
is.
What Mothers Don’t Know: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem
A friend inadvertently spoke/created a poem for her grandkids. (You can read it here.) That typical “not knowing”, on Mother’s Day, inspired this piece. Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers who, like her, don’t know.
Like a typical mother,
She’d influenced lives
(she didn’t know);
She’d spread joy
(she didn’t know);
She’d written poetic words of wisdom
(she didn’t know);
She’d taught self-esteem and
charity-pure love and
happiness
(she didn’t know).
She’d nourished,
and comforted,
and guided,
and protected,
and grown,
and fostered,
and healed,
and helped,
and blessed
(she didn’t know).
Like mothers everywhere
and in every time,
she didn’t know
what she’d done,
and what she was doing,
still.
And people would look
at what she did,
and exclaim:
“How could she not know?!?”
The answer is simple:
Mothers don’t need to know.
They just do.
And she still won’t know
unless
you tell her.