New Views Come From Extending Your Path: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Quatrain

You must walk past/
where you’re supposed to go/
to see visions/
you’ve never viewed before

Deep Insights From A Surprise Source: 2 Revolutionary ImproVerse Haikus

The ditzy blonde went/
way deep and saw a meaning/
beyond my vision.
AND
“Even in the midst.
of spirituality,/
the world still exists.”

When your vision is/
cloudy, does inspiration/
get shut down as well?

Major changes are/
coming my way as I say:/
“I see” and “I see!”

I see a vision/
I want to tell her, but I/
fear how she’ll judge me.

Who do I write about?
You know they’re about you.
You may outwardly doubt
but gaze my verse through.

You may argue
and not believe what I say.
I know that you
can’t watch yourself play.

You may deride
and hold my words in derision
and may cast them aside
because you don’t see my vision.

You may not see you that way, but I do.
No matter what you say, my vision is true.

It will be strange to see,
at day’s end,
rhymes and lines of so much creativity
honestly emoting again.

To know of the fantasies
that were, throughout the day,
laid down in visions and dreams
because a romantic had something to say.

To read of the beliefs
he allowed himself to feel,
but at the end see the griefs
he could no longer conceal.

And then to learn, as day faded to night,
it was mused deception. Out goes his light.

Regardless of source,/
Truth is absolute. You don’t/
require a vision.