Temple Locker Phone Alarm Gladness: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When phone alarms ring/
in Temple lockers, rejoice/
it is not “Hell’s Bells!”
#GentleAlarmMusic
#CouldBeWorse
#TurnOffYourPhone

Wild Man’s Service: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

A wild man worships/
in God’s House, sees a need, leaps/
to his feet and serves.

Temple Service At 10 Degrees: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Temple bound, she rides/
her bike pre-sunrise, plus 10/
degrees. That’s service.
#IsThatAllysonsBike

Angels Under Angels With Angels By Me: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Would people find it/
strange if I made snow angels /
on the temple grounds?

Eyes In The Backs Of Our Heads Conundrum: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Why does this gorgeous/
Utah edifice have no/
benches facing it?

Working At The Temple: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I helped here for a/
long time. Today I got to/
work with a purpose.

Finding The Divine Lotus: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

I,
working in a new ,
central mountain desert Temple,
noticed a carved symbol
high on Godly walls.

The lotus blossom,
not seen locally.
“International symbol
of the divine”
I was told.
8 petals,
gorgeously carved.
But why there?
Why that Buddhist symbol
in the Beehive state?

I was amused,
thinking “How silly
to use a blossom
so distant,
so unconnected,
so foreign.”

Summer drew me east,
away from that desert temple,
to the Midwest,
to the muddy creek
that had been my contemplative home,
my temple of solitude and thought
growing up.

Paddling up river
after heat,
muggy weather,
I noticed large water pads,
never before seen
in my decades in the swamp.

Then something new
rose up.
Coming out of the mud,
the decay,
through the water,
cleansing,
reaching heavenward,
large pods.

They opened,
huge,
white,
pure,
eight petals,
divine.

The scent,
pure,
delicious,
took my mind
and soul
even farther heavenward.

Now,
sitting in my canoe,
my portable temple,
eyes overwhelmed,
nostrils overcome,
soul purified,
I understand why
lotus is divine
whether in the desert
or the marsh
or the Ganges.

Breathtaking View, Live: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

Lucky were the blessed/
few who were privileged to/
enjoy the live view.

Late Night Privileges: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

When you’re ushering/
late at night, you don’t have to/
wait in photo lines!

Temple Parking Supervisor, 3rd Shift: Revolutionary ImproVerse Primary Song Cover

Sung to the tune of the Primary song: “I love to see the Temple”.

I’ll park you at the temple;/
I’ll help you find your way./
I’ll give you clear directions,/
and you won’t have to pay!

For the Temple is a holy place;/
It’s great to tour and see./
The parking is all underground… /
And you can get in free!