Ironic to hear/
“Losing my religion” in/
the church parking lot.
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
Makeshift Bandage: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
When you don’t have a/
bandage, luggage claim checks from/
last night’s flight work fine.
Lonely Visit: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku Lament
What if you went to/
visit your friends and family/
and no one stayed home?
OR
and no one was home.
Or
and everyone left?
Switching Who We Like: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Folks don’t like themselves./
I think they’re great. I don’t like/
me. They do. Let’s switch*!
OR
*share
Liking Us: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
I see people who/
struggle with liking themselves,/
yet I think they’re great.
I Just Want To Ask: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Why can’t I plead for /
what I feel I need without/
harsh castigation?
Joining With Ohhhmmmm: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse
The aboriginal digereedoo,
the tribal plains call,
the ohmmm of India and China.
The harmonic
sonic
of the Uni-
Verse.
Floating on my back
in Winneconne,
with my ears covered
by lake water,
facing the sunset,
“Wenn yaa! Wenn yaa hummmmmmm”
feels in harmony with
it all
and them all.
Dancing With Fireflies: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
There was no bright red/
sunset to amaze us so/
fireflies danced for us.
OR
There was no bright red/
sunset to amaze us so/
we danced with fireflies.
Self-Criticism And Future Opportunities: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It’s not what you did/
or didn’t do, but what you/
can and still will do.
God’s Vision Of Us: Revolutionary ConTexting Haiku
If we focus on /
things we can do, not what we /
can’t, we see God’s view.