Don’t sit under the/
apple tree… Because you’ll get /
covered with brown goop.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Lost Excuse: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
I found my Scriptures./
Now I have no more excuse,/
‘cuz that’s all it was.
I Left The Dance Early, Strange: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Such a strange evening:/
Full moon, cow herd mooing, trucks/
moving, trains wooooooing.
Surprise Who Rocks Not At BYU: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku Lament
It was tragic that,/
with edgy music, only/
the old and young rocked.
I’m Glad I Still Rock: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse
In the midst
of a Victorian ballroom
and punk
only a 50-something
and a 5-something
could rock it.
Why?
Or, maybe,
Y knot?
Under The Phantom Chandelier, Fantasy: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku
Beneath the Phantom’s/
chandelier, we created/
our own fantasy.
What Is Art Dribble? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When artists dribble/
in corners under their work,/
is that also art?
Dump Your Escape Plan: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Life IS sometimes tough./
But nuke your escape plan and/
make one to live by.
I’m Sorry That You’re Sorry. STOP! Revolutionary Napkin Free Verse
I’m sorry
that this is old.
I’m sorry
that I just wrote this.
I’m sorry
I didn’t have the time.
I’m sorry
that I’m old.
I’m sorry
that it’s new.
I’m sorry
that I’m young.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry
that I’m sorry.
STOP!
Don’t apologize!
Sorry?
For what?
You are standing,
SOLO,
spilling your guts,
speaking for yourself,
sharing your mind,
telling truth.
Don’t give away
your power.
Don’t
be sorry.
I’m not.
We’re not.
Because you’re not
sorry.
You are
not.
Not
at
all
sorry.
Grades + Job = Not Who We Are: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku
(Stand on a chair and yell)
You are not your grades!/
I am not my job. I am/
he who you set free.