When you step out of/
Art’s Temple, everything you/
see becomes beauty.
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
Our Humanhood Of Common Good: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
When we as artists/
and writers meet, we admire,/
uplift, and inspire.
Fruity Haiku To An Old Crustacean: Revolutionary Blogging Rhyming Haiku
I make her fruit crisp./
She wants lobster bisque. I’m sweet./
She is just crabby.
Rhetorical Question Monday, No Tuesday! In The Hospital: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
What day is today?/
Is it worth losing a day/
to add years to life?
Drugged At The Hospital, Morning: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
It’s so much better/
getting morning hard when the/
catheter is out.
Don’t Be Embarrassed–> Dance Near Me! Revolutionary IMprov Iambic Verse
A friend started a poem called “Brigham’s Menace” by saying:
“As we danced
And you glanced
If anyone was offended,
None was Intended…”
To which I responded (in a hospital-post-op-drug-induced haze):
Don’t Be Embarrassed! Dance Near Me! (aka “Since when do you care what others think?”)
If disapproving looks are all you see,/
maybe next time you should dance near me.
As we get on our funky groove/
and show these other guys how to move,/
our partners will also dance worry free./
And all those others out there? /
The ones with the disapproving stare?/
We’ll just put throw our hands in the air,/
put our hands in the air/
put our hands in the air/
Air air air,
like we just don’t care!/
Because we don’t.