Why do I feel so funkified?/
Like the joy that lives within me, died?/
Is it just that I am overly tired?/
Or I got exhausted as I worked and perspired?/
Or would I feel better if I just emoted and cried?
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
Hey, Coach! Revolutionary IMprov Free Verse Poem
What if,
instead of losing
weight,
I want to grow more
greatness?
What if,/
instead of trimming
my figure,
I want to expand
the world’s knowledge
and insight?
Who will be
my coach,
my trainer,
getting in my face,
screaming at me,
“Once more.
Once more!
You got this.
You got this!
Push it.
Push it!”
And The Lord Was Not In The Wind: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When you follow the/
Lord’s promptings you may learn why/
you had to do it.
No Losers Here: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
When your child tells you:/
“We are all losers!”, it’s time/
that you prove her wrong.
Returning To Seattle: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Giant red cedars./
Moss. Ferns. Rain. Gray skies. Traffic.
I don’t miss a thing.
In And Out: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
You try to save cash,/
but sometimes you have to pay/
for mistakes you make.
Wit To Wit Quit: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick
You have proclaimed it:
We can stand, wit to wit.
But now, see my postings erased.
Such pained bantering is not my taste.
I apologize … and quit.
Mean Meanings: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
It’s interesting/
how people read mean meanings/
when no mean is meant.
Self-Proclaiming Muse: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
She who must proclaim/
herself a great muse is not/
likely to be one.
Getting Phone Numbers: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku
I got the lady/
in red’s phone number though I/
would do nichts with it.