Flatulating deep/
within a train tunnel sounds/
like a tuba note.
OR
Flatulating in/
a train tunnel sounds like a/
long, deep tuba note.
Tag Archives: ImproVerse haiku
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.
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.
Creating Art In A Sculpture Garden: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
In the stonecutter’s/
art garden, I tried to add/
my simple off’ring.
Deep Insights From A Surprise Source: 2 Revolutionary ImproVerse Haikus
The ditzy blonde went/
way deep and saw a meaning/
beyond my vision.
AND
“Even in the midst.
of spirituality,/
the world still exists.”
Mixed Messages: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Stones cut from the face/
of the mountain, spears and plows,/
and colored warnings.
Why I Don't Lie Any More: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
As a master of/
deception, I can see it/
and know: Lying’s bad.
Or
… I can see lies. /
They’re bad. Thus, I stopped.
My Empty Bowl Fills: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Maybe my empty/
potter’s bowl will help warm and/
fill empty stomachs.