I Thought I Was Done Cleaning House! Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

You sorrow knowing/
you have more stuff to get rid/
of than you just did.

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Useless Empty Napkin, Unless: Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

An empty napkin/
is useless, unless it can/
collect snot* or words.
OR
*junk

Northbound 5:20 p.m. RR Pluses And Minuses: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

The wheels clack and moan./
The coaches bend and sway./
The rails sing along/
to the song of the railway.

You glimpse into hidden back yards;/
junk noone wants you to see./
Ripped apart trash and old cars./
Back-porch sitters, lonely.

Then scenery opens to your view/
that noone else appreciates./
Beaches, marshes, prairies too./
Mountain vistas, sunset lakes.

A new perspective is yours to gain,
to ponder and enjoy when you ride the train.

Bubble Pop: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

She was the only/
bubble I had to protect/
me from worldly junk.

OR

She was the bubble/
I used to shelter me from/
worldly garbage. Pop!

Goo To Muck: Romantic IMprov Haiku Lament

What should have been a/
goo moment was turned into/
muck by poor word choice.

Cleaning Out Junk: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

The space vacated/

when I clean my life of junk/

leaves room for wonder.

Memories of Earth Day River Cleanup: A Canoe Revolu — tionary Poem

I have a canoe
down by Red Hook Brew-
ery.
Come do
my canoe
with me.

You can sit in the bow.
I’ll show you how
to pluck stuff from the water;
You might see an otter
or two,
from the canoe.

And when we are done,
you’ll think “That was fun!”
“Unusual, too!”
“Cleaning in a canoe!”

We’ll throw the junk away
we collect that day,
when we’re through.
Just me, you,
and our canoe.