The wheels clack and moan./
The coaches bend and sway./
The rails sing along/
to the song of the railway.
You glimpse into hidden back yards;/
junk noone wants you to see./
Ripped apart trash and old cars./
Back-porch sitters, lonely.
Then scenery opens to your view/
that noone else appreciates./
Beaches, marshes, prairies too./
Mountain vistas, sunset lakes.
A new perspective is yours to gain,
to ponder and enjoy when you ride the train.
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
James Brown Clothes: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
You should always buy/
your clothes based on how they make/
you feel. I feel good!
OR
You should always buy /
your clothes based on feeling like/
James Brown: I feel good!
Just Shoot Me: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
“Why don’t you just shoot/
me?” is made much better by/
adding this: “a text”.
She Still Knows Comforting: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Back story: Two people very close to me criticized me harshly, telling me I was “goofy” and “attention-grabbing” and basically not the type of person they thought I should be. Heartbroken, I “dumped” on an old girlfriend, who has long since moved on and gotten married to someone who thinks she is “more than enough”. This is what her “exactly what I needed to hear” response to me was:
“That is a lie. Your “goofiness” and “attention needing” (or just a person who does get attention because you are fun!) are those incredible, unique qualities of who you are as a person. And you give. And give. You are moving forward at your own perfect pace in your own perfect timing.”
It prompted this haiku:
It amazed him that,/
after all the years which passed,/
she knew what to say.
Terrible Life Coach: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
You have no clue who/
you are. How can I let you/
dictate who I am?
or
dictate my being?