Love’s True Disciple Example: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

He often thinks that,/
if love’s a religion, she’s/
a true disciple.

On The Other Side Of West Chickamauga Creek: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

If whiners must move/
gray statues from national/
parks, I’ve land nearby.

If you have* scapegoats,/
you can abdicate what you’re /
responsible for.
OR
*When you use scapegoats,

Remember that time/
God held a solar eclipse/
And no one showed up?

When the Spirit says/
to do something, do that, and/
watch it all work out.

It’s perplexing when/
you know you should say “Goodbye!”/
but don’t know how to.

From Butt Hut’s Q joynt
deep in Gawguh, yo’ daddy
Sez “Daym boy, I’m proud!”

Dig holes. Plant trees. Will/
they grow? Wait and see. It’s a/
good allegory.

Craters of the Moon /
Park lies outside the Eclipse/
path. How ironic.

Big change is comin’.
Big changes comin’ real soon?
I can’t tell fo sho.