Once we finally/
see our true selves, we start to/
suspend disbelief.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Master Our True Emotions: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
If we find truths and/
master emotions from them,/
we perfect ourselves.
Really Living Life: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
There is a point when/
experiencing is more/
vital than life.
Are You Sleeping? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
She thought that I slept,/
but I was simply watching o’er/
her while she slumbered.
Ripping Off Fingers: Romantic IMprov Haiku
When she said writing/
my feelings wasn’t needed,/
she ripped off fingers.
Woman Straddles Train Tracks: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
Bird flies, faces out/
of her cage, strains to self-train/
so she’ll stay on track.
Following Her Gaze: Romantic IMprov Haiku
She gazes downward/
as if to read her soul, deep./
May I turn pages?
Away The Scarlet A: Revolutionary Blogging Iambic Poem
It seems you cannot wash away
false tales of the Scarlet A.
No matter how untrue,
those rumors will follow you.
You can be washed pure and clean,
and know in your heart what repentance means,
as you are forgiven and changed with His love,
and readied for His courts above.
Yet others (who may be meaning well,)
will false tales and gossip tell.
And you may never have the chance
to clear your name or learn the circumstance.
So stand strong, even in pain. Sometimes all you can do
is remember again how He’s forgiven you.