Archive for the ‘Revolutionary ImproVerse Poetry’ Category

Her Quiet Statement: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

April 1, 2017

She knows that words are /
important to me. When I /
get none, that says much.

Hurting Inside: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

April 1, 2017

Cut underneath still hurtsThere’s no rip in the/
outside fabric, but the cut/
underneath still hurts.
OR
still bleeds.

Dark Kitchen Disappointment: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 30, 2017

When you think it’s some/
of her world-class split-pea soup,/
but it’s refried beans.

Never Saw It Coming: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse

March 29, 2017

As he listened to his daughter
rant
about what a terrible father
he had been while she
was growing up,
he couldn’t help
but recognize the same words and complaints
that his new love had claimed
about her ex-husband.

It made him sick,
and it made him run.
He didn’t think he
was that terrible person, but maybe he was,
and he had just never seen it.

Everybody else had,
but he couldn’t.
And isn’t that
the narcissistic
way?

The Worker Loaned His Cane: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 23, 2017

It shouldn’t surprise/
me to see kind service acts*/
in His Holy House.
OR
*acts of service

Temple’s Natural Symbolism Stretch: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 22, 2017

Three ladybugs on/
the temple’s stained glass windows:/
Symbolic? Maybe!

The Beach Is Never Too Cold: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 21, 2017

This is the difference/
between me and most others/
at the beach: Bare feet.Barefoot versus boots, Edmonds Beach, March 2017

When You Learn To Care With True Love: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 21, 2017

When you pray for folks/
who don’t care is when you learn/
Charity: True love.
OR
is when you learn/
how much you do care.

How Seattle Feels … A Lot: Revolutionary Commentary Free Verse Poem

March 19, 2017

Remember/
that time/
when was sunny/
in Seattle/
and I was texting,/
looking at my phone,/
and I missed it?

Going To The Land Of Ice And Snow, Home: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 14, 2017

If he returned in/
summer, not winter, would it/
be less cold up Nord?
OR
would their/
Nordfold be less grey?
November Fiord in Nordfold, Nordland, Norway, near Stamsvik or Engeloy
#JaShureImNorsk
#GrandfatherBirthplace
#NorwegianTourism