As I walk through art,/
I ask myself: “What the hell/
am I doing? Write!”
Tag Archives: revolutionary poetry
Everything Becomes Beauty: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
When you step out of/
Art’s Temple, everything you/
see becomes beauty.
Late Blessings: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
The galleries have/
emptied, yet I am still here./
Why am I so blessed?
Red Coat, White Hat: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
With her white hat, the/
woman in bright red was a/
piece of art as well.
OR
The woman in bright /
red, with her white hat, was a/
piece of art as well.
I Wish The Gardens Were Open: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Though the gardens are/
closed, inspiration and light/
still blossoms and glows.
OR
Though the gardens are/
closed, the inspiration and/
the light still blossoms.
Our Humanhood Of Common Good: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
When we as artists/
and writers meet, we admire,/
uplift, and inspire.
You Make Me Weep: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse
How would it be/
to be/
an artist who makes/
people weep/
with the beauty/
you create?
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.