Sadness Over An Open Friend: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

She wants to be pure,/
but then spreads herself too wide./
All my words can’t help.

Waiting Her Out Purity: Romantic Email Sonnet

While waiting for her /
to maybe call,/
I hope she’s as pure/
as those who have no gall.

She’s playing with me,/
but I don’t mind./
For a good woman like rubies/
is usually hard to find.

Of course her name/
could belie her personality./
Maybe it’s just a game./
Maybe she’s just BSing me.

Only by waiting her out will I ever discover/
beyond any doubt if she’d be a purifying lover.

My Memory, No Video, Remembers: Revolutionary IMprov Free Verse Poetry

He saw

a desert picture,

Mojave,

her costume,

her children,

the stage,

and remembered.
Somewhere,

in Ecotopia?

there is video

proof:

A costume’d man,

Teenage
Mutant
Ninja Turtle
(popular the first time around)

standing on a balcony

stage,

as soft light

through the patio window

breaks.

He’s surrounded by

young ballerinas,

Merry Misses,

missing the raindrops

and the mist,
laughing,

skipping,

she directing.

Were there tissues

and cloth

and streamers?

Moving,

Swirling,

Dancing

around him,
(old yet young,
giggling)

chanting:
“excellent.
Excellent!
EXCELLENT!”

It was her first
video choreograph.
It was finished,
parked,
and lost.

He never saw it,
that videoed memory,

most excellent,
but in his mind,
he can recall
those better,
more pure
days,
and dances.

Even without

the video,

taped,

and the paper mache’

green and purple,

long since crushed

and lost

turtle head.

Seeing hats of green,

he remembers.

She

has not strayed.
Her art

reminds him

to be

mutant

excellent.

 

 

Embracing Cleansed: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

When you’ve been vile, you/
can’t return to the pure. Old/
friends won’t embrace cleansed.

Cleaning Up: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Will anyone who’s/
pure, lovely, and virtuous/
want me, who’s been soiled?

Platonic Little Red-Haired Girl Dreams: Romantic IMprov Haiku

If I dream of her,/
how awesome she is, can I/
stay out of trouble?
OR
If I dream of her,/
and how awesome she is, will/
I get in trouble?