A Reason To Leave: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Poem

Fun intimacy/
Won’t be/
Eternally/
Said she.
No thanks,
Said I,
Her guy.
That stank.

Recognizing Himself As A Son Of God: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

The twelve-year-old boy/
spoke of temples and priesthood./
He knows who he is.

Folks ask how I see/
so much. I write of what I/
see. Then I see more. See?

If I have no chip/
on my shoulder, she can rest/
her head there, gently.

If I don’t have time/
to listen, I can still pray/
And hear as I go.

God knows what we need./
We pray so we understand,/
deep, what’s best for us.

TURN OFF YOUR DUMB PHONES!/
I’m trying to learn to be/
a better Christian!

Violets are blue,/
roses are red./
I’ll get to know you/
And what’s in your head.

Again going down/
Alpine hillsides, I remind/
myself to slow down.
OR
Descending Alpine/
paths again, I remember/
I, still, must observe.

These are some things you
might have missed in your hurry.
I can’t list them all.