Walking in the South/
on the sunny side of the/
street means you can’t see.
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
NO Facebook Vanity: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Why do I think folks/
are interested in the/
things I do? They’re not.
Flying To The City Of New Orleans, Crying: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
As I wait to fly/
to N’awleans, my daughter’s/
note moves me to tears.
Knowing Your Life’s Purpose(s) : Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
What happens when you/
have more than one calling at/
the exact same time?
Dancing With Jon: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Some mornings you need/
to see a million faces/
and rock dance them all.
Intellectual Vacuum: Romantic IMprov Haiku
If intellects hold/
discussions sans responses,/
do their heads implode?
Y B Sorry For Opportunities? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
I would never say/
“sorry” when change opens new/
opportunities.
In Solitude, Maturing: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When I was younger,/
I thought being alone was/
bad, but I’ve grown up.
Meteor Shower Tonight: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Dear God: I ached in/
Seattle’s clouds for decades./
Show me clear night skies.