Her hand on his white
shirt back: Painful reminder
Of how much I missed.
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We’re Not Narcissistic: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
We write and photo/
us because who knows our souls/
better than ourselves?
Karaoke Memory Tears: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Thinking of my girl/
singing “Since the day I left/
Milwaukee” brings tears.
Pioneer Music: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
In Pioneer Park,/
an old man plays pioneer/
music: Led Zeppelin.
We’re Good To Our Parents: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Some day when I’m old/
and gray, I hope my kids will/
treat me that same way.
Parental Responsibility: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It was my parents’/
job to tell me *to change shirts,/
not some teenage girl’s.
Or
not one of my friend’s.
Or
*my shirts stunk.
Zombie Resurrection Connection: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Poem
Props to my son /
for making the connection /
between Utah’s obsession /
with zombies /
and the Mormons’ belief/
in the Resurrection.
Zombies And The Resurrection: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Utah’s obsessed with/
zombies. Is it because of/
the Resurrection?
Where’s The Joy? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
If “Man is that he/
might have joy”, why don’t Utah/
men look real happy?
Time Passes, Seasons Change: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Lilac-scented full
moon’s light. I’ll have to make them/
both mean something else.
Or
I absorb the full
moon’s lilac-scented light and
know things grow and change.