Facebook “Friend” Woes: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

It’s foolish to let /
someone who doesn’t know you /
tell you who you are.

Precious Words: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

They’re precious to me,/
so I use words sparingly/
or creatively.

When you’re the leader/
of the hike you should wait for/
all of the stragglers.

I sing and dance like/
folks are watching ‘cuz it lets/
them sing and dance, too.
— A haiku from the I-15 topless dancer.

It’s the simple things/
in life which bring joy, like the/
rhubarb hat fan club.

I stand, trying to/
give up my sin, alone. I/
should give it to Him.

Service calls to us/
in different types and times./
We must be ready.

If we complain of/
no reverence in church, are we/
not also guilty?
Or
not guilty of noise?

He’s not wearing church/
shoes, but he’s still in church, so/
who is complaining?

There are no books which/
are spiritual. We must/
ponder, apply, do.