My motor blew up./
I’m upset. Then I recall:/
She lost her husband.
Tag Archives: poet David Kuhns
Lost — One Blue Rapala: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Somewhere in my bed/
is a fishing lure. Don’t ask./
I’m from Wisconsin.
An Engine Broken, A Letter Written: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I got new burdens,/
but have removed the large sword/
which hung over me.
Me And Abe And Voting: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Me and Abe meet here/
each Election Day. He smiles/
as I cast my vote.
Stupid Phone Predictive Text: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
Why doesn’t my phone’s/
predictive text get that “poems”/
aren’t “homes”, “pomes” or “palms”?
He Prayed At The Church Potluck: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
He prayed at the church/
potluck for the Apostles/
and Prophet. He’ll stay.
OR
At the church potluck,/
he prayed for the Prophet and/
Apostles. He’ll stay.
Or
He’s good.
Avoiding Apostasy: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
If I’m praying for/
His Prophet and Apostles,/
I won’t ever leave.
Why Are You Leaving? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I don’t understand/
how you can leave. Either you/
got answers … or not.
Or
I don’t understand/
how you can leave. Did you get/
an answer, or not?
Avoiding Death: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I keep dreaming of/
me crashing and dying while/
I’m texting. I’ll stop.
Lost Word: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I’ve somehow misplaced/
my large print Scriptures. Without/
them I’m truly lost.
or
I’m lost and blind.