My children all have/
their own pain, but today they/
helped take away mine.
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
The Meaning Of Space: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Giving someone space/
just means they leave and then you/
find out who you are.
OR
discover yourself.
Misplaced Advertising: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Why would radio/
play “Cat’s in the Cradle” song/
to honor fathers?
How’s That Beam In Your Eye? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Living in Utah/
means everyone asks: “Where is/
your white shirt and tie?”
Feeling Bad At Dinner Time: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
Am I the only/
man who drowns his sorrows in/
root beer and cheddar?
What To Do When Live’s Short: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
Stand up. Be a man./
Forgive siblings and friends who/
hurt you. Life’s too short.
Dealing With Turmoil: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
With all the turmoil/
in my life, I won’t clear my/
head. I’ll deal with it.
OR
With all the turmoil/
in life, I won’t clear my head.
I’ll just deal with it.
Are You Sleeping? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
“Are you still sleeping?”/
my Mom called to me. Alas:/
“I’m not anymore!”
I Cried At Her Compliment: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
She said seeing me/
with butterflies and mountains/
recalled Patch Adams.
Appreciating Dead Trees At Sunset: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
How many people/
applaud trees silhouetted/
against the sunset?