Archive for the ‘Revolutionary IMprov Poetry’ Category

I Wish I Had A Vantage Point: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

September 21, 2017

There are times, (mostly),
when any vantage point is/
much better than none.

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Love’s True Disciple Example: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 21, 2017

He often thinks that,/
if love’s a religion, she’s/
a true disciple.

On The Other Side Of West Chickamauga Creek: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 21, 2017

If whiners must move/
gray statues from national/
parks, I’ve land nearby.

Kein Kristallnacht Hier Bei US: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 20, 2017

If you have* scapegoats,/
you can abdicate what you’re /
responsible for.
OR
*When you use scapegoats,

Dateline: Rexburg, ID, Center of Totality. Where is Everyone? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 20, 2017

Eclipse sunglasses, Rexburg, Idaho, Great American Eclipse August 2017Remember that time/
God held a solar eclipse/
And no one showed up?

Those Who Have Ears To Hear, Let Them: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 11, 2017

It’s perplexing when/
you know you should say “Goodbye!”/
but don’t know how to.

Tree Planting Allegory: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

August 7, 2017

Dig holes. Plant trees. Will/Planting black walnut trees on the banks of Chickamauga Creek, Northwest Georgia on my mind
they grow? Wait and see. It’s a/
good allegory.

Big Changes Comin’ : Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

August 3, 2017

Big change is comin’.
Big changes comin’ real soon?
I can’t tell fo sho.
Big Change is Comin'

ONE Mosquito Bite? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku Laugh

August 2, 2017

One mosquito? HAHAHAHA!!Folks who are not from/
Wisconsin gripe about one/
mosquito. Cheese laughs.

Don’t Save Your Breath: Revolutionary IMprov Prose

July 21, 2017

Through the years, I’ve had many friends, you included, who have told me positive things about me. They said kind, wonderful things, even when I argued with them, even when I didn’t believe them, even when it was obvious that I was exhausting them with my negativity and self-pity. They kept telling me wonderful thoughts:
I was good, I was smart, I was kind, I was important, I was intelligent, I was attractive, I was cute, I was an eccentric genius, someday I’d find my tribe and they’d get me.
and many other positive affirmations.
At the time these things were told me, I didn’t believe them. Sometimes I had to hear them many times, but finally I reached a place in my life where I realized that those things could be, might be, possibly may be, true. I accepted them, held on to them, carried them deep in my heart and my soul. They gave me hope. They prompted me and prodded me to keep trying, keep believing, keep hoping.
When I finally decided to take the leap out of self-pity and self-loathing, realizing that I could be someone worthwhile, the memory of all those positive comments came flooding back to me and substantiated me and reinforced me.

You face people who don’t believe you when you tell them how wonderful they are. It seems that you could repeat yourself until you are blue in the face, and they would never believe you. It seems like a waste of time.
So should you save your breath?
That fabulous, articulate, insightful, intelligent, kind breath?
No. Please no!