Torn tendons. Torqued back./
Bruised wrist. Blisters. Bad eyes. Scouts,/
yard work, or marriage?
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
I Wasn’t Born In Dixie, But … : Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
Jes cuz I warn’t born/
down South in Dixie, don’t mean/
I can’t still love her.
“Get Back To The Temple!” She Said: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
Once upon a time/
my Sunday School teacher said: /
“Shape Up!” So I did!
Finally Learning Life’s Lessons: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet
My early life seemed always
to play the same old song.
I lived a decades-long phase
where I was told “You’re wrong.”
Everything I did or said
was corrected or changed.
It at last went to my head.
I felt foolish and deranged.
In my effort to change my life
I took another way.
I dumped corrective strife.
It seemed foolish to stay.
Now I see the truth of my strange and weird way:
I’m at last honest. Now I must be certain of what I say.
Will I Go Silent? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
When you’re always wrong,/
perhaps you’ll learn to not speak,/
or check facts better.
Chosing My Words Carefully: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
There are times when my/
response seems trite. It’s ‘cuz I/
must do it justice.
Today’s Highlight Is Simply More Beautiful: Revolutionary IMprov Free Verse Gratitude Poem
Today,
I saw gorgeous seas,
billowing golden clouds,
bright blue skys,
frothy waves,
elegant birds,
majestic trees,
bright and colorful wildflowers,
lush landscapes;
a fantastic sunset;
but when I viewed
a picture of my granddaughter
for the first time,
I simply muttered,
softly:
“Beautiful!”,
and wept with joy.
Where Under The DaVinci Sun (aka It’ly!?! Who’s in It’ly?!?) Revolutionary Email Haiku
I’ve watched her grow,up,/
spread her wings, fly, fly away!/
Can she suggest where?
What’s My Dream? Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
Folks ask “What’s your dream?” /
If I don’t know, it may be/
that I’m living it.
SHHHH! Speaking Truth Quietly: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
There are truths which need/
to be said, for your sake, but/
kept private for hers.